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the extent of my innocence would be incredible to him. "for me , it can't be without love."
her role in life alone preoccupies her. I knew the reason :her beauty brings drama she lives on reflections of self in others', she does not dare to be herself. there is no June her gesture was not sincere, I do not believe she could love the intensity is shattering us both (lust is hate /passion /fear; not love). she does not like my power, whereas I take joy in submitting to her. I am sometimes brutal, you know, but I couldn't be in front of you. I must conquer /live. beware of being trapped in your own imaginings I was so happy in my negligence. because I am just following all my fantasies. anger poisons me. I love, I love , I love. writers make love to whatever they need. as one waits for the chosen lover, the eternal one Henry makes notes on me. he registers all I say. we are both, w different sensors. (LOL). I could stay here all night writing you. I see you before me constantly. &I feel very humble you seem so breakable, I am afraid to kill you we are destined to hold 2truths. afterwards when he is writing, he warms up, begins to dramatize &to burn. I adore your terrifying sincerity your voice reverberates ag my body like another kind of.. I have no power over your voice. you reveal an amazing delicacy to me come close to me, come closer. I promise it will be beautiful. "you keep your promise." <# I like so much your frankness - a humility almost. I could never hurt that I sing until it seems my singing is driving the car. I have never known such plentitude. we are oppressed by same fear. destined never to meet w equal feelings. ("equal" dumb!) I tremble as I read, up to our kiss. he understands too well. (HA). poor Henry, I feel sorry for you. you have no gratitude because you have no love. would like 2confide 2a human what I confide 2journal. (some can't open up 2empty pg). he wrote something about me so exact, so piercing I felt invaded in most secret being. ! he could understand my entire life, I would put all my journals in his hands. I do not fear him, he is so tender w me. portion of me conceals a child who love to be amazed, to be taught, to be directed. &I don't like playing the game while knowing it is a game this hurt Fred. he dropped into a black mood. evil fascinates him.. diabolical curiosity keep your wonderful mind I am tormented by the desire we couldn't satisfy (NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN truly). seeing people who do not interest me I tell him things I've never entirely admitted to myself, &which I have not written in diary not a difficult &temperamental lover.. everything in us is married. I am sure of his love, &so I abandon self. he knows me better.
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blessed beyond all measure
if you can keep your head , when all about you are losing theirs &blaming.. trust yourself when all men doubt, but make allowance for their doubting too; if you can wait ¬ be tired of waiting, or being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated, don't give way to hating, &yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise. if you can dream -¬ make dreams your master; think -¬ make thoughts your aim; if you can meet w Triumph &Diaster, &treat those 2 imposters just the same; if you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap fro fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken. &stoop &build em up w worn -out tools. if you can make 1 heap of all your winnings &risk it on 1 turn of pitch &toss, &lose, &start again at your beginnings, &never breathe a word about your loss.. if you can talk w crowds &keep your virtue, or walk w Kings -nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. if all men count w you, but none too much.. Yours is the Earth &everything that's in it, &-which is more -you'll be a Man, my son!
-father's advice to son; Kipling 
"don't look at ME"
"in order2be able2think you have2risk being offensive."JBP
i am no bird; &no net ensnares me. -charlotte bronte
D.E.A.R. "never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never -in nothing, great or small, large or petty -never give in except to convictions of honor &good sense." -w. churchill. 10/28/41
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i am not afraid of storms, for i am learning how to sail my ship. -louisa may alcott
nothing in this world can take the place of persistence. talent will not: nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. education will not: the world is full of educated derelicts. persistence &determination alone are omnipotent. -calvin coolidge i am not an extraordinary man, &i am quite ordinary. but God chose me for something quite extraordinary. -a. valladares receives '16 canterbury medal.
not failure, but low aim, is crime -james russell lowell
a genuine leader is not a searcher for consensus but a molder of consensus -mlk jr. (you are all leaders .#experts) it is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. the credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust &sweat &blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again &again because there is no effort without error &shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worth cause; who at the best knows in the end the trump of high achievement, &who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold &timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. -theodore roosevelt 
loving comes natural to me /
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we are what we repeatedly do. excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit. -aristotle
no one can make you feel inferior without your consent. -eleanor roosevelt 
89-johnstown-flood / fragile world
a dead thing can go with the stream, but only a living thing can go against it.-gk c.
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