Rationally speaking, blaming one's behavior on alcohol or drugs is like blaming the ladder by which you descended into a pit, or the staircase that took you down to a cellar, for what you found there.
The bluebells made such a pool that the earth had become like water, and all the trees and bushes seemed to have grown out of the water. And the sky … - Graham Joyce
The bluebells made such a pool that the earth had become like water, and all the trees and bushes seemed to have grown out of the water. And the sky …
- Graham Joyce
But there are times in life when a door opens and you are offered a glimpse of the light on the water, and you know that if you don't take it, that d… - Graham Joyce
But there are times in life when a door opens and you are offered a glimpse of the light on the water, and you know that if you don't take it, that d…
Because two people in love don't make a hive mind. Neither should they want to be a hive mind, to think the same, to know the same. It's about being … - Graham Joyce
Because two people in love don't make a hive mind. Neither should they want to be a hive mind, to think the same, to know the same. It's about being …
What I mean is this: you meet someone, you think about them. You're already changing because of the way you think about them. You meet them again, yo… - Graham Joyce
What I mean is this: you meet someone, you think about them. You're already changing because of the way you think about them. You meet them again, yo…
I have to get out once a week and speak with people or I start thinking I'm the emperor of Abyssinia. - Graham Joyce
I have to get out once a week and speak with people or I start thinking I'm the emperor of Abyssinia.
Rationally speaking, blaming one's behavior on alcohol or drugs is like blaming the ladder by which you descended into a pit, or the staircase that t… - Graham Joyce
Rationally speaking, blaming one's behavior on alcohol or drugs is like blaming the ladder by which you descended into a pit, or the staircase that t…
The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn. - Graham Joyce
The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn.
If I couldn't get published tomorrow I'd still be writing. It's something to do with feeling so overwhelmed by this experience of life that you have … - Graham Joyce
If I couldn't get published tomorrow I'd still be writing. It's something to do with feeling so overwhelmed by this experience of life that you have …
The trouble with forgiveness is that some people don't want to be forgiven. - Graham Joyce
The trouble with forgiveness is that some people don't want to be forgiven.
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