The roof looked too white
the sleepy mind thought heavy frost
instead: april snow.
A surprise dusting
snow covering the crocus
late april fools’ day.
Second of April
snow covering the crocus
Late April Fools’ Day.
The roof looked too white
the sleepy mind thought heavy frost
instead: april snow.
A surprise dusting
snow covering the crocus
late april fools’ day.
Second of April
snow covering the crocus
Late April Fools’ Day.
In my most evil moments I was convinced that I was doing good, and I was well supplied with systematic arguments. It was only when I lay there on rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good. Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either—but right through every human heart—and through all human hearts
