Nothin’ from nothin’ leaves nothin’.
BILLY PRESTON
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When you are with your friends, control your tongue.
Stuart PetersonStuart Peterson And you have fast become my weakness, even as you remain my source of strength.
Alma-May NoaAlma-May Noa No one else is on your path so why should their limits be?
Elezabeth SymondElezabeth Symond I heard many tongues in many languages saying that people cannot be Gods, and that’s a given. But what if people don’t know what was given to them?
Nikol MejdnNikol Mejdn Pride – it screams a lot louder than love sometimes.
L.T. PhoenixL.T. Phoenix Messed up people even see the beauty in all the shitty places.
Lara-LeanLara-Lean I loved you more than love was allowed.
Lang LeavLang Leav Don’t mistake your discovery for the absence of yourself.
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Henceforth the leaves of the tree of knowledge were for women, and for the healing of the nations.
Lucy StoneLucy Stone To the great tree-loving fraternity we belong. We love trees with universal and unfeigned love, and all things that do grow under them or around them – the whole leaf and root tribe.
Henry Ward BeecherHenry Ward Beecher When one thing changes, it all changes. And now sitting in a pile of fallen dominoes I feel like me.
Rebekah SterlacciRebekah Sterlacci When the leaves begin to fall, I find myself returning to old playlists in hopes that I can feel you holding my hand, or kissing me goodnight, or hear you singing my name into songs and blueing when it makes no sense.
Emily KurcEmily Kurc Like the leaves and trees beyond repair we let go, But don’t forget love.
OvyukiOvyuki And just like the leaves in the fall, she fell, too. And it changed her. And it was wonderful.
MoomerMoomer The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
Arthur RimbaudArthur Rimbaud April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
Matsuo BashoMatsuo Basho