Citazioni di Steven Herrick - Migliori detti di Steven Herrick

As I stood on the lonely backroad, I'm sure I heard birds, kookaburras, laughing ...

I'm dreaming of a month of Sundays.

I'm thinking about babies. Emma's baby. Jack and my baby. Growing in my mind, if not in my womb.

And I feel like a real Dad when I read to her at night. She won't sleep without one story, at least.

I'm glad she left me the kids. I'd be lost without them. Lost and bitter. With them here, I'm only bitter.

I'm not sure if my dream is a dream, or a nightmare.

I work hard in the orchard, not for the money anymore, but for something I can't explain. Something worth more than money.

Two Arts degrees does not a life make.

I tell him everything as we walk. Maybe so he won't be disappointed being born into a place like this.

But when I look at this farm I keep thinking it's not whether I have the guts to go but if I have the guts to stay.

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