When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often no louder than the beating of your heart, and it is very easy to miss it.
I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn't of much value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them.
What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.
Here they are, all in one place. Circle back to them when you need some poetic shine. It is not revolutions and upheavals that clear the road to better days, but revelations, and lavishness of someone's soul inspired, and ablaze.