
I don’t remember the past the way it happened.

I don’t remember the past the way it happened.

People write all kinds of things
on blogs.
I learn from them all.

I betrayed my friend’s trust and she made it public.
That’s all it took: I would not have it any other way.

A man must love a thing very much if he not only practices it without any hope of fame and money, but even … without any hope of doing it well.—Oliver Hereford