Grunge

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you.

And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.


Little islands are all large prisons; one cannot look at the sea without wishing for the wings of a swallow.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost.


Any darn fool can make something complex; it takes a genius to make something simple.

being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.

Our civil rights have no dependence on our religious opinions any more than our opinions in physics or geometry

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