Thursday, August 20, 2009

#116

When you come back to life (in your next life, of course), you will come back brilliant. Not in the way that Einstein was a genius inventor, or that Neruda was a captivating poet, but more in the way that those men were inspired. When a star is born with a raging fire and sheds its light over everything, it ends in a flash of bright white and whispered wishes.

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