Nights that won't happen.

This world is like a roadside inn and we're the guests inside

And death is a black camel that kneels down so we can ride
And when the dying's finally done and the suffering subsides
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind
All the suffering gets done by the ones we leave behind

On nights that won't happen
Time we won't spend
Time we won't spend
With each other again
Nights that won't happen
Never reaching the end
Nights that won't happen
We can't even begin
We can't even begin

Purple Mountains (from the song Nights That Won't Happen)

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Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart (Marcus Aurelius)

R.I.P. Peter Joyce

What connection can there have been between many people in the innumerable histories of this world, who, from opposite sides of great gulfs, have, nevertheless, been very curiously brought together! Charles Dickens (in Bleak House )

The female body is a work of art (Elaine Benes)

The female body is a work of art. The male body is utilitarian. It's for gettin' around. It's like an all-terrain vehicle. Elaine Benes.

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