Fallen. Who tracks our footsteps, I wonder? We who are the forgotten, the discounted and the ignored. When the path is failure, it is never willingly taken. The fallen. Why does my heart weep for them? Not them but us, for most assuredly I am counted among them. Slaves, serfs, nameless peasants and labourers, the blurred faces in the crowd—just a smear on memory, a scuffing of feet down the side passages of history.
Can one stop, can one turn and force one’s eyes to pierce the gloom? And see the fallen? Can one ever see the fallen? And if so, what emotion is born in that moment?
There were tears on his cheeks, dripping down onto his chafed hands. He knew the answer to that question, knife-sharp and driven deep, and the answer was…recognition.
Mots clés philosophy fallen erikson midnight-tides udinaas
No single act is entirely redemptive, but all a fallen man has is the first step back.
Frederick WeiselMots clés fallen teller weisel frederick-weisel redemtion
I have flown and fallen, and I have swum deep and drowned, but there should be more to love than "I survived it.
Lisa MantchevMots clés love falling-in-love fallen swim survived
There was Layla in the fullness of her lips, Lulu in the thick waves of her hair, Lu Xin in the intensity of her hazel eyes, Lucia in their twinkle. She was not alone. Maybe she never would be alone again. There, in the mirror, was every incarnation of Lucinda staring back at her and wondering, "What is to become of us? What about our history, and our love?
Lauren KateMots clés rapture lulu fallen-angels fallen lauren-kate lucinda-price layla fallen-4 lu-xin
Daniel stretched his arm around her and guided her head toward his shoulder. "Little - known fact about angels: We make excellent pillows.
Lauren KateI viewed my fellow man not as a fallen angel, but as a risen ape.
Desmond MorrisMots clés angel ape fallen fellow-man fellow
It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.
Sylvia PlathMots clés fall plath fallen sylvia the-bella-jar
Hanno combattuto per la nostra libertà. Noi siamo ancora liberi, dunque loro sono ancora vivi.
Marco StrazziMots clés cemetery fallen wwii-fiction
For the time being
Words scatter
Are they fallen leaves?
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