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SUMMIT PLUMMETCeleb's conquest of a mountain, then jumping off, too exhausted to descendKamil Ali

Think of something clever, witty or profound, keep it short and people may quote you.

PATCHES' OF AUTHORITYPreteens Adhere, Teens Challenge, Hideout, Elderly ShunKamil Ali

WE CONTINUE TO DWELL AMONG THE LIVING AFTER WE DIE. WE LIVE ON IN MINDS, HEARTS AND LIPS.

CHALLENGE - Instead of losing motivation, empower yourself to prove detractors wrong

LEASELife Ends And Session ExpiresKamil Ali - Poem, The Balance' - Profound Vers-A-Tales

In this city, every deserted street corner conceals a crowd. It appears in a minute when something disrupts the way in which the world is supposed to work. It can disappear almost as instantaneously.

SOLVE BY RESOLVE -Use lessons learned from failed attempts to reinforce commitment

A story so cherished it has to be dressed in casualness to disguise its significance in case the listener turned out to be unsympathetic.

Then we are living in a place abandoned by God," I said, disheartened."Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?" William asked me, looking down from his great height.

What is it about the sea? Is it because it__ there?

_how it would be nice if, for every sea waiting for us, there would be a river, for us. And someone -a father, a lover, someone- able to take us by the hand and find that river -imagine it, invent it- and put us on its stream, with the lightness of one only word, goodbye. This, really, would be wonderful. It would be sweet, life, every life. And things wouldn__ hurt, but they would get near taken by stream, one could first shave and then touch them and only finally be touched. Be wounded, also. Die because of them. Doesn__ matter. But everything would be, finally, human. It would be enough someone__ fancy -a father, a lover, someone- could invent a way, here in the middle of the silence, in this land which don__ wanna talk. Clement way, and beautiful.A way from here to the sea.

There are many ways in which life's little candle can be snuffed out. A cold wind pursues us all.

I had embraced you...long before i hugged you.

I have only to contemplate myself; man comes from nothing, passes through time, and disappears forever in the bosom of God. He is seen but for a moment wandering on the verge of two abysses, and then is lost.If man were wholly ignorant of himself he would have no poetry in him, for one cannot describe what one does not conceive. If he saw himself clearly, his imagination would remain idle and would have nothing to add to the picture. But the nature of man is sufficiently revealed for him to know something of himself and sufficiently veiled to leave much impenetrable darkness, a darkness in which he ever gropes, forever in vain, trying to understand himself.

For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgia's armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

Speaking less and doing more says more.