What lies behind us, and what lies ahead of us, are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
If it actually started raining men I think I’d just start crying and be really terrified and not leave my house and just curl up into a ball and pretend I couldn’t hear the slamming of bodies falling upon my roof under no circumstances would I think “hallelujah”
A glass mirror shows only the skin of the body. The real image of a person is in his willingness to help himself and his family and, as far as possible, all those he comes in contact with. This kind of mirror reveals the very soul of the person.
Though I’ve walked down a crooked path and this does mean that I’m not perfect, rehearsed or cursed.
And there’s only so much my heart can repent – though filled with sorrow, wrath and beauty – my poison mind filled with thoughts: regret. And I can’t apologize more for what I’ve done wrong…