What must be done must be done, whatever the price, the cost, the pain. One day we all must walk through fire.
David HewsonMots clés destiny choices-and-consequences
...the antidote to death was and always would be the heat and fury of life itself.
David HewsonMots clés life passion death sex
Do I dream you? Or you dream me? Or does someone, something bigger than all' - her hands swept the vast constellations above them - 'this beauteous calamity, dream everything we see and more?
David HewsonMots clés questions dreams existentialism
To watch. To wait. To wonder at a world in chaos,' the girl said. 'And hope one day you fools might learn.
David HewsonMots clés hope chaos watching hope-for-the-future
Tomorrow and tomorrow come creeping in and always will. We're fools trapped in a mechanism of our own unconscious making. Shadows strutting and fretting for one brief hour upon a stage, then heard no more. I'll weep an ocean in my heart, if the world would give me time. But not now.
David HewsonMots clés life death grief tomorrow insignificance
In their vanity men focus on what they wish to hear and miss the hidden meaning, the lurking threat.
David HewsonMots clés vanity threat hidden-meaning
My life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury. It means nothing.
David HewsonMots clés life insignificance meaninglessness
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