“I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.”—Dave Eggers, What is the What (via bookmania)
Three days after the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated in 1968, performer Nina Simone and her band played at the Westbury Music Festival on Long Island, N.Y. They performed “Why? (The King of Love is Dead),” a song they had just learned, written by their bass player Gene Taylor in reaction to King’s death.
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given to you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions.”—Rainer Maria Rilke (via unfortunatewoman)
After everything, I will love you As if it were always before As if, after so much waiting, Not seeing you And you not coming, You were breathing close to me forever.
Close to me with your habits, With your colour and your guitar Just as countries unite In school room lectures, And two regions become blurred And there is a river near a river And two volcanoes grow together.
Close to you is close to me And your absence is far from everything And the moon is the colour of clay In the night of quaking earth When, in terror of the earth, All the roots join together And silence is heard ringing With the music of fright
Fear is also a street And among its trembling stones Tenderness somehow is able To march with four feet And four lips
Since without leaving the present That is a fragile thing We touch the sand of yesterday And in the sea Love reveals a repeated fury