Ph : Daniel Murtagh
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Life doesn’t run a clear course …
It flows through from within
It’s supposed to take you places and leave markings on your skin…
And those marks are just a sign of something true …
And when the sounds of laughter still echo in your dreams
The smoke screen disappears and nothing is what it seems
And your tears have been worthwhile
They got you through to a different place and time where all is new
To the start of something fine …
And your moments of clarity scream the hell within
When you fade like a rose in the gloom love waits outside your room …
– Poets of the fall – Love will come to you
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.
– Audrey Hepburn –
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
Life doesn’t run a clear course …
It flows through from within
It’s supposed to take you places and leave markings on your skin…
And those marks are just a sign of something true …
And when the sounds of laughter still echo in your dreams
The smoke screen disappears and nothing is what it seems
And your tears have been worthwhile
They got you through to a different place and time where all is new
To the start of something fine …
And your moments of clarity scream the hell within
When you fade like a rose in the gloom love waits outside your room …
– Poets of the fall – Love will come to you
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
The world is full of obvious things
which nobody by any chance ever observes.
– Arthur Conan Doyle –
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
– Derek Walcott –
Ph : Daniel Murtagh
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