beauty destroyed
is not beauty forgotten

What has happened to your eyes? 
(The more) you tell them to stop, the more they continue flowing 
What is the matter with your heart? 
(The more) you tell it to come to its senses, the more it is distracted 
Does the lover think that his love can be concealed? 
While his eyes are shedding tears and his heart is glowing 

Qasida al-Burdah (Poem of the Cloak) 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOIsNUj9r98&feature=PlayList&p=39B66E36A62E2C5D&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=4

i dreamt that i took an ice cream vendor to small claims court for giving me the wrong flavor. 

for fear of politicization, schools teach history in its most useless form.

romeo and juliet?

young love pollutes the gene pool.

i really enjoyed shredding paper today, and wondered what freud would have to say about that.

rain is a sign of mercy for the parched soul.

nothing makes me love solitude more than a hounding mother and the stupidity of men. and nothing drives me toward marriage more than the neuroses of an entrepreneurial single woman.

the perfect curse

to never be found fascinating by the ones you find fascinating.