I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish I could put my arms around you. I wish I could touch you.
I will never regret a single penny I have spent on this band, a single mile that has been traveled for them, a single hour of sleep that has been lost for them, or a single tear that has been shed over them. They are the reason I am who I am and there is never going to be anything that will make me regret making them such a big part of my life.
Researches have found that cats can recognize their owner’s voice yet haven’t found out why cats don’t care what their owner’s have to say.
For language to have meaning there must be intervals of silence somewhere, to divide word from word and utterance from utterance. He who retires into silence does not necessarily hate language. Perhaps it is love and respect for language which imposes silence upon him.
How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.