Listen closely... the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on. This is because the w… - Jack Kerouac

cliches are truisms and all truisms are true

he saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful, that nothing was done quickly, without labor, that it had to undergo a thousand fondlings, revisings, moldings, addings, removings, graftings, tearings, correctings, smoothings, rebuildings, reconsiderings, nailings, tackings, chippings, hammerings, hoistings, connectings — all the poor fumbling uncertain incompletions of human endeavor. They went on forever and were forever incomplete, far from perfect, refined, or smooth, full of terrible memories of failure and fears of failure, yet, in the way of things, somehow noble, complete, and shining in the end.

I looked up at the dark sky and prayed to God for a better break in life and a better chance to do something for the little people I loved.