“Why do you write only said songs?” someone once asked the legendary Townes Van Zandt.
“Well…, many of the songs…, they aren’t sad. They’re hopeless,” he affirmed.
If you’re going to sing and play the blues, you might as well be the best that you can be. Maybe that’s why Townes Van Zandt is revered as a Texas Bluesman.
Here […]
By Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way […]
By ASJ Tessimond
This is not Love, perhaps,
Love that lays down its life,
That many waters cannot quench,
Nor the floods drown,
But something written in lighter ink,
Said in a lower tone, something, perhaps, especially our own.
A need, at times, to be together and talk,
And then the finding we can walk
More firmly through dark narrow places,
And meet more easily […]
By ASJ Tessimond
Man can talk,
But seldom listen.
For he hears less the words that are spoken,
Than his own hopes and fears.
Man can learn
Only that perhaps which he almost knows…
For only in soil that is ready,
Grows the mind’s obstinate rose.
“A man’s thoughts are the threads of which the fabric of his days are woven.” - Marcus Aurelius
“Friends are good… Because when you have someone to share things with, They make the good things twice as good, And the bad things half as bad…” — Evelyn Raband Gleason
It would seem that
The sky is a deeper blue,
The air is fresher and cleaner,
The flowers are more fragrant,
And the birds sing more cheerfully…
All because […]