Relax. Just be. And be just. - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
"Relax. Just be. And be just."
"Relax. Just be. And be just."
"Last year I built a Courage Machine, but I thought it might be noisy and was too afraid to turn it on. So I coated it with glue, covered it with cat hair, mounted it on my wall, and started claiming it was an exotic animal I killed on a Safari in Africa. I'd like to believe people believe me, on account of it being so strange that it has to be true."
"The pink sunset reminds me of her, and the calm water matches the calm that images of her bring to my heart."
"Apparently I’m transparent—with my feelings, not with my body. I’m an emotional ghost, and if you can’t see my love for you it’s because it’s dead."
"I think I’m mouth blind and that’s why all food tastes bland. The only things that have any flavor are the words I love you."
"If I could make tea out of your love, would it be hot, or iced? Would it be black, or green? Would it be sweet, or unsweet? Would you offer free refills?"