March 1, 2013

Every day

Hope is the one thing standing between me and peace.


  1. "Hope" is the thing with feathers—
    That perches in the soul—
    And sings the tune without the words—
    And never stops—at all—

    And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
    And sore must be the storm—
    That could abash the little Bird
    That kept so many warm—

    I've heard it in the chillest land—
    And on the strangest Sea—
    Yet, never, in Extremity,
    It asked a crumb—of Me.

    Emily Dickinson.

  2. Anonymous10:58 AM

    Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche