Joyce Zurub

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Good Friday

The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood–
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.

T.S. Eliot


le vendredi 19 avril


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…laid entwined together…

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.

Conor Oberst

le jeudi 18 avril


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Nowhere

That’s the place to get to—nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.

D.H. Lawrence


le mercredi 17 avril


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I’m always sad

I’m always sad to leave paradise, but I leave behind the hopes of coming again soon.

Irina Shayk


le mardi 16 avril


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Remembrance – 1 Year

Beauty exists not in what is seen and remembered, but in what is felt and never forgotten.

Johnathan Jena


le lundi 15 avril


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Palm Sunday

Took branches of palm trees, and went forth to meet him, and cried, Hosanna: Blessed [is] the King of Israel that cometh in the name of the Lord.

John 12:13


le dimanche 14 avril


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Always pass a plate

Always pass a plate of forgiveness before each verbal feast.

Anabel Jensen


le samedi 13 avril


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Animal rights

Animal rights are not a gift we give to animals. They are a birthright we have taken from them.

Ryan Phillips


le vendredi 12 avril


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Netflix programme “The Disappearance of Madeleine McCann”

Dusk, doubt, the growing depth of an evening sky, dark setting in as it did that night, the forever vastness of outer space reflecting the emptiness here inside, shadowing, colouring, clouding the mind.

But somewhere out there there has to be life, the distance only a matter of time, a world like our own, its markings and shades as uniquely formed as a daughter’s eye, distinctly fleeked, undeniably hers, looking back this way through the miles and years to a lantern cupping a golden blaze, its candle alive with a fierce blonde flame for the thousandth time, for as long as it takes.

By Simon Armitage


le jeudi 11 avril


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We are made for loving

We are made for loving.

If we don’t love, we will be like plants without water.

Desmond Tutu


le mercredi 10 avril


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You may say I’m a dreamer

You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.

I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.

John Lennon


le mardi 9 avril


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Don’t compare her

Don’t compare her to sunshine and roses when she’s clearly orchids and moonlight.

Melody Lee


le lundi 8 avril


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Lifetime friends

Lifetime friends are with you ’till the end
They’re the ones that know you the best
You laugh about how you were so young and proud
You do that when you’ve made a lifetime friend

Adam Brand


le dimanche 7 avril


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When hope is fleeting

When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it — delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.

It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.

And sometimes it is enough.

Vera Nazarian


le samedi 6 avril


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I work all night

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain’t it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That’s too bad

ABBA


le vendredi 5 avril


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I ate his liver

I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.

Thomas Harris

(Great line from Silence of the Lambs movie)


le jeudi 4 avril


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…weirdly distorted

You could say that everything had become weirdly distorted because I’d broken the rules so many times.

Fuminori Nakamura


le mercredi 3 avril


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Oh my…

Oh my…
Are you the good cholesterol or the bad kind?

Unknown author


le mardi 2 avril


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I may not be

I may not be beautiful,
I may not be tall,
I may have no legs,
And be hairy and all.
I may not be rich,
With lifestyle or clothes,
I may not tweet,
For my arms are too low.
I may have warts,
An acne or two,
I may be incomplete,
Compared to all of you.
But when I see,
The reflection of me,
I see someone beautiful,
And I know it’s me.

Anthony T Hincks


le lundi 1 avril


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