Tuesday, 2 November 2010

an anchorless vessel on the ocean of life

Head out alone and hope for the best.
From coast to coast or where ever I find my place.

"I ask you right here to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because, take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived. Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, the story teller is alive." Chris Cleave, The Other Hand



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