Fynn quotes

The sun is nice but it lights things up so much that you can't see very far... The night time is better. It stretches your soul to the stars.
-- Fynn

#Stars #Nice #Night

And God said love me, love them, and love it, and don't forget to love yourself.
-- Fynn

#Love #Forget #Said

The diffrense from a person and an angel is easy. Most of an angel is in the inside and most of a person is on the outside.
-- Fynn

#Angel #Easy #Persons

I suppose that the human mind can only stand so much grief and anguish. After that the fuses blow.
-- Fynn

#Grief #Blow #Mind

A fact was the hard outer cover of meaning, and meaning was the soft living stuff inside a fact. Fact and meaning were the driving cogs of living. If the gear of fact drove the gear of meaning, then they revolved in opposite directions, but put the gear of fantasy between the two and they both revolved in the same direction. Fantasy was and is important; it leads to heaven knows where, but follow it and see. Sometimes it pays off.
-- Fynn

#Opposites #Two #Heaven

Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.

We are all made from star dust and we will all return to star dust, like a cosmic palindrome.

There are no Asian movie stars

Stars ink your fingers with a lexicon of flame blazing rare knowledge.

Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.

I had a nice read on the putt and I said to myself, 'This is for you, Jesus, ' and knocked it in.

You can look at the words on this paper and, because they are the ones I am used to choosing, they will show you the shape of me. I am here to be read in the way you might read the impression of my weight in a bed after a still night, a restless night, a night not alone.

Perhaps something like Facebook couldn't have been invented by somebody who goes out five nights a week and has a ton of friends and makes friends really easily.

Music is what mathematics does on a Saturday night.

I love Prospect Park-watching fireflies at night and going to the bandshell for free music.