Life Is Quotes (page 162)
Manners are the happy ways of doing things; each one a stroke of genius or of love, now repeated and hardened into usage, they form at last a rich varnish, with which the routine of life is washed, and its details adorned. If they are superficial, so are the dew-drops which give such a depth to the morning meadows.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Crimson flames tied through my ears. Rollin' high and mighty traps. Pounced with fire on flaming roads. Using ideas as my maps"We'll meet on edges, soon," said IProud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth"Rip down all hate," I screamed. Lies that life is black and white. Spoke from my skull. I dreamed. Romantic facts of musketeers. Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that...
Bob Dylan