The thing is to sift out the important sounds, little syllables and vowels that bring hints of their lost words, and not to mistake the fossil for the life, or the kiss for the love, not to mistake the fragment for the sentence.
The thing is to sift out the important sounds, little syllables and vowels that bring hints of their lost words, and not to mistake the fossil for th… - Richard Jackson
The thing is to sift out the important sounds, little syllables and vowels that bring hints of their lost words, and not to mistake the fossil for th…
- Richard Jackson
Young people think they know it all, but a lot of old salts around know they don't. - Richard Jackson
Young people think they know it all, but a lot of old salts around know they don't.
One third of all of our cancers are from tobacco. It's one of the big killers in America and more than half of our kids still have environmental toba… - Richard Jackson
One third of all of our cancers are from tobacco. It's one of the big killers in America and more than half of our kids still have environmental toba…
Some days you exist like the last speaker of an extinct language. These are the silences that litter the heart. - Richard Jackson
Some days you exist like the last speaker of an extinct language. These are the silences that litter the heart.
Why is it we love so fully what has washed up on the beaches of our hearts, those lost messages, lost friends, the daylight stars we never get to see… - Richard Jackson
Why is it we love so fully what has washed up on the beaches of our hearts, those lost messages, lost friends, the daylight stars we never get to see…
Can you imagine a silence so desperate to be heard? - Richard Jackson
Can you imagine a silence so desperate to be heard?
There is no need for a fear of losing control over who is accessing the network to hold back the productivity benefits of flexible working. By examin… - Richard Jackson
There is no need for a fear of losing control over who is accessing the network to hold back the productivity benefits of flexible working. By examin…
The heart sags. My footprints forget me. I don’t think anything will ever be the same. This is the edge of the cliff and you can’t move, can’t jump. … - Richard Jackson
The heart sags. My footprints forget me. I don’t think anything will ever be the same. This is the edge of the cliff and you can’t move, can’t jump. …
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