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Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith. Henry Ward Beecher

Life is an adventure in forgiveness. Norman Cousins

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long. e. e. cummings

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. e. e. cummings

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. e. e. cummings

I answer the heroic question "Death, where is they sting?" with "It is here in my heart and mind and memories." Maya Angelou

If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded. Maya Angelou

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. Maya Angelou

Nothing will work unless you do. Maya Angelou

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. Maya Angelou

Life is the art of drawing without an eraser. John W. Gardner
Everything has been said before, but since nobody listens we have to keep going back and beginning all over again. Andre Gide

“A Long December”
Counting Crows( Films About Ghosts )
A long December and there's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving Now the days go by so fast And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven...I wish you would The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once you look across a crowded room to see the way that light attaches to a girl And it's one more day up in the canyons And it's one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California...I think you should Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m. and talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it's one more day up in the canyon And it's one more night in Hollywood It's been so long since I've seen the ocean...I guess I should


" Mrs. Potter's Lullaby "
Counting Crows

Well I woke up in mid afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the mostI dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the hostIf dreams are like movies then memories are films about ghostsYou can never escape, you can only move south down the coastWell I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fameI am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flameIf you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a shameAnd though I'll never forget your face sometimes I can't remember my nameHey, Mrs. Potter, don't cryHey, Mrs. Potter, I know whyBut, hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to meWell there's a piece of Maria in every song that I singAnd the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it bringsAnd there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ringAnd the last one out of the circus has to lock up everythingOr the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you saidOh and the ghosts of the tilt-o-whirl will linger inside of your headOh and the ferris wheel junkies will spin there forever insteadWhen I see you, a blanket of stars covers me in my bedHey, Mrs. Potter, don't go, I saidHey, Mrs. Potter, I don't know, butHey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to meWell all the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleepAnd the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keepAll the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey, I can bleed as well as anyone but I need someone to help me sleep So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream Well I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem Aw, but I'd sure like to find out so why don't you climb down off that movie screen Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't turnHey, Mrs. Potter, I burn for you Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floorand orders another Well, I wonder what he did that for That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door. Yeah. We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up in the Palace, like it's the last of the great pioneer town bars Aw, we shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars Well, you can see a million miles tonightbut you can't get very far Aw, you can see a million miles tonightbut you can't get very far Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't touch and Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not much but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me