Oh, gentlemen, perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I’ve never been able to start or finish anything... Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But finally there are still others which a man is even afraid to tell himself...
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Not Like My Country
A lovely heartfelt poem that expresses most of what we want to say about our country, it's a plea to whoever's listening and a cry many that have been lost in the wind.