Tweets for Posterity 382.

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My friend, we should not test those who love us.

The thing about tests, is that eventually everyone must fail or the test is not a test. {If you want love to fail, test it.}

Promises extracted under duress are not worth the stress on which they are written.

As we age we realize that happiness is relative, when we’re unhappy our relatives are the ones who suffer.

If we can’t see deeper than the words, what hope have we of ever understanding? {Even of our own heart.}

Counting sounds, instead of sentiments.

Everywhere I look, is you, every breath is too.

Love is not a door, you can’t close and open it at will, it isn’t a bridge to burn, or one you only cross, for gain.

A kind word costs nothing, but a cruel one… you’ll pay for it forever.

How is it we remember joy more readily than pain, yet when we’re in pain we exclude all joy?

About C.G.Ayling

Musing misuser of words, lover of lyrical literature, author, occasional contrary thoughts. An honorable man’s name, in memoriam.
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