“What if you were really old, and really kind and alone? Your whole race dead. No future. What couldn’t you do then? If you were that old, and that kind, and the very last of your kind, you couldn’t just stand there and watch children cry.”
sew while sitting on ur bed. the fun part is trying to find the needle later when u put it down somewhere but cant remember where. is it on ur pillow? somewhere u might lie on?? i have no idea this is so much fun
“- So, you were right. No new paintings. We didn’t make a difference at all.”
“- I wouldn’t say that. The way I see it, every life is a
pile of good things and bad things.
The good things don’t always soften the bad things.
But, vice versa, the bad things don’t necessarily
spoil the good things
or make them unimportant.
And we definitely added
to his pile of good things.
And if you look carefully,
maybe we did indeed make
a couple of little changes.”
“It’s colour. Colour that holds the key. I can hear the
colours. Listen to them. Every time I step outside, I feel nature is
shouting at me. Come on. Come and get me. Come on. Come on! Capture my