Travelled all alone (cummings)
And if somebody hears
what I say—let him be pitiful:
because i've travelled all alone
through the forest of wonderful
e. e. cummings, from "Sonnets—Actualities"
Labels: poetry
The common lot of married couples. You get married, you go on loving a bit longer, you work. And you work so hard that it makes you forget to love.
—Albert Camus
—Albert Camus
Tuesday, April 04, 2017
