Baby girl, you're never as alone as you think you are. You've got more people that love you than you know and nothing will ever change that. Blue to gray, grow up and blow away.
So I cut off my hair and I rod straight away, to the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.
--Bob Dylan
You always have to realize that you're constantly...in the state of becoming, you know?
--Bob Dylan
Old lost friends can be kind of like your appendix. At one point, they were probably really important to you, but over time your interaction with them decreased and eventually, while they still may be present on the periphery of your daily life, you can often forget they are even there. at that point, if they do force their way back into your life, it will be sudden, with pain and mess for everyone involved-and it all might lead to a possible explosion.
And ye stumbling sleepwalkers, you were not misinformed. But in these tongue-tied times, this is for the homeless hearts and anxious fingers.
Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin or your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love it to be vulnerable.
--C.S. Lewis
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