These entries — originally written at ages 16 and 17 in my journals, for schoolwork, or for friends and family — were previously used as filler or honeypots for The Quote Garden and most have long since been retired from the site but I am keeping them archived for reference. Many were first posted under other pen names. There are also two previously unpublished poems.
We’re all accidental soldiers in the army of life.
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Our behavior is human with a sliver of animal, our souls animal with a sliver of human.
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There’s only one problem with the beauty of springtime — always running out of film!
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Sometimes I’m not quite sure what it means, but the words are so beautiful I know it must be profound.
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Dreams digest the meals that are our days.
Dreams are road signs along the nighttime highway of sleep.
Dreams are free therapy. Consult your inner Freud.
Dreams are free therapy, but you can only get appointments at night.
Dreams are nature’s answering service — don’t forget to pick up your messages once in a while.
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Handwriting is autobiography.
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Nature’s beautiful dancers — flowers, water, leaves
Dancing to the music of a sweet gentle breeze!
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Stop being your own pest.
Start doing your own best.
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I feel
sew restless
needle & thread
stitch my days
but life bolts
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The club met my head with a brittle, hollow sound;
I lost my balance and fell to the ground.
My flesh cried out and stung in haste
as the knife blade slashed across my waist.
The grit on the bottom of his worn-out boot
dug deep into my skin
when the stranger stomped on my face.
He ran away, he got me good.
My eyes were black,
my bruises blue,
my nose all bloody red.
Lampposts and cars the only witness to my
limping around and falling down,
asphalt digging into my wounds.
Oh, the stinging tears, the aching parts,
a throbbing head, hospital bills, Rx pain pills.
Nothing, nothing at all
weighed against
how I beat myself up every day,
without so much as a scratch.
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Can a good person be both a tree hugger and a book lover, when one has to be murdered to create the other?
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Does someone with a magnetic personality always point north?
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I can give you 1040 good ways we can improve our government.
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