Quotes from Alden Nowlan
The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.
~ Alden Nowlan
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The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.
~ Alden Nowlan
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Growing up is never straight forward. There are moments when everything is fine, and other moments where you realize that there are certain memories that you'll never get back, and certain people that are going to change, and the hardest part is knowing that there's nothing you can do except watch them.
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For those who belong nowhere, and for those who belong to one place too much to belong anywhere else.
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The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect; he becomes an adolescent, the day he forgives them he becomes an adult
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December is thirteen months long, July's one afternoon.
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As long as you read this poem I will be writing it.
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Nobody believes anything that's put in a poem.
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Five years married and he has never once wished he dared kill her.
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The Masks Of Love I come in from a walk With you And they ask me If it is raining. I didn't notice But I'll have to give them The right answer Or they'll think I'm crazy.
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A Poem About Miracles Why don't the records go blank the instant the singer dies? Oh, I know there are explanations, but they don't convince me. I'm still surprised when I hear the dead singing. As for orchestras, I expect the instruments to fall silent one by one as the musicians succumb to cancer and heart disease so that toward the end I turn on a disc labelled Gotterdammerung and all that comes out is the sound of one sick old man scraping a shaky bow across an out-of-tune fiddle.
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Being a foreigner is not a disease.
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Offhand, the only North American writers I can think of who have come from a background of rural poverty and gone on to write about it have been Negroes.
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