Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – Robert Browning
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,
Or whats a heaven for? – Robert Browning

Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – Robert Browning
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,
Or whats a heaven for? – Robert Browning
Finds progress, mans distinctive mark alone, Not Gods, and not the beasts God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be. – Robert Browning
Love, hope, fear, faith – these make humanity These are its sign and note and character. – Robert Browning
After a few months in my parents basement, I took an apartment near the state university, where I discovered both crystal methamphetamine and conceptual art. Either one of these things are dangerous, but in combination they have the potential to destroy entire civilizations. – David Sedaris