I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo,
and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words
to tell, to march, to fight,
to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
-R. Wright
Sunday, December 21, 2008
我爱你, he said. and then i smiled for a good while..
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and for good reason
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