by G.K. Chesterton
Though pain be stark and bitter
And days in darkness creep
Not to that depth I sink me
That asks the world to weep.
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Those who know me know I don't put the sentiment of this poem into practice. It takes very little for me to complain. But Chesterton is the one with the right idea here, not me.
1 comment:
Chesterton is right, as usual. ;) "We suffer, yes, we suffer in silence, right? Of course right." I can't believe you've only had one comment on your baby blog so far! It's such a pretty blog too.
-Andreth
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