Thursday, June 16, 2011


Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

- Nat King Cole

Nici prea prea, nici foarte foarte

Adica 'mediocru'.

Dar ce te faci cu ceilalti 'mediocrii' care te privesc intodeauna de sus, de la 'inaltimea' mediocritatii lor, si aerul rarefiat al acestor inaltimi ii face sa isi dea aere ?
Mda. Mediocra intrebare.

Mai bine ma facea mama geniu. Pustiu.
Macar asa n-aveam nici un dubiu. Nici eu, nici altii.

Sau macar sa ma fi facut idioata: traiam cu convingerea ca sunt un geniu !

Dust if you must

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake a cake or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!

- Rose Milligan