Some of us can find an excuse to avoid action, no matter what. Put me down as intellectually curious, short on ambition.
Sometimes I wonder, "What if the injuns had whipped the cowboys?"
"Would we all speak Navajo?"
I suppose I've spent more time pondering the nature of love than anything. There was a time, a long time ago, I thought I knew all there was to know about it. I probably took it all for granted for long stretches.
Poets think broken hearts last forever. I'm not a poet but I play one onstage.
To paraphrase Edison, after years of trying my best, I did get a good picture of what love is not. And then I found out what it is.
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