"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it."
Friday, February 12, 2010
Show Me Love
I will save the love that I know And put it in my pocket For different days
I will put it in the ground and make it grow Wide and spread out Like shade for a rainy day
It covers like a blanket in the winter Soothes like a shoulder to cry on
Love Take me away And make me whole Make me see That there's more to know To hold Grow