Hope

Hope

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Now I'm making a decision. I choose life. I shall live because there are few people I want to stay with for the longest possible time and because I have duties to discharge. It is not my concern whether or not life has meaning. If I am unable to forgive, then I shall try to forget. I shall live by force and cunning."

Now I'm making a decision. I choose life. I shall live because there are few people I want to stay with for the longest possible time and because I have duties to discharge. It is not my concern whether or not life has meaning. If I am unable to forgive, then I shall try to forget. I shall live by force and cunning."

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I’ll admit that my garden now grows hope in lavish profusion, leaving little room for anything else. I suppose it has squeezed out more practical plants like caution and common sense. Still, though, hope does not flourish in every garden, and I feel thankful it has taken root in mine.

I’ll admit that my garden now grows hope in lavish profusion, leaving little room for anything else. I suppose it has squeezed out more practical plants like caution and common sense. Still, though, hope does not flourish in every garden, and I feel thankful it has taken root in mine.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

She wasn't broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.

She wasn't broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.'- All my old loves will be returned to me

Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.'- All my old loves will be returned to me

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I believe in hope, in what is something called ”radical hope.” I believe there is hope for all of us, even amid the suffering. And that’s why I write fiction, probaby. It’s my attempt to keep that fragile strand of radical hope, to buld a fire in the darkness.r

I believe in hope, in what is something called ”radical hope.” I believe there is hope for all of us, even amid the suffering. And that’s why I write fiction, probaby. It’s my attempt to keep that fragile strand of radical hope, to buld a fire in the darkness.r

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository of hurt? And what is hurt but the repository of hope?

A mouth of no distinction but well practiced, before I entered my teens, in irony. For what is irony but the repository of hurt? And what is hurt but the repository of hope?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We are mosaics - pieces of light, love, history, stars -- glued together with magic and music and words.

We are mosaics - pieces of light, love, history, stars -- glued together with magic and music and words.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A loss of any kind is horrible. Not because it takes away, but because it makes you believe- in newspapers, in tomatoes, in empty whiskey bottles.

A loss of any kind is horrible. Not because it takes away, but because it makes you believe- in newspapers, in tomatoes, in empty whiskey bottles.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?

Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are fluttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your packAnd leave your friends and go.O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread,Look not left nor right: In all the endless road you treadThere’s nothing but the night.

Now hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are fluttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your packAnd leave your friends and go.O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread,Look not left nor right: In all the endless road you treadThere’s nothing but the night.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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