Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
|1:||A song you like with a color in the title|
|2:||A song you like with a number in the title|
|3:||A song that reminds you of summertime|
|4:||A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about|
|5:||A song that needs to be played LOUD|
|6:||A song that makes you want to dance|
|7:||A song to drive to|
|8:||A song about drugs or alcohol|
|9:||A song that makes you happy|
|10:||A song that makes you sad|
|11:||A song that you never get tired of|
|12:||A song from your preteen years|
|13:||One of your favorite 80’s songs|
|14:||A song that you would love played at your wedding|
|15:||A song that is a cover by another artist|
|16:||One of your favorite classical songs|
|17:||A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke|
|18:||A song from the year that you were born|
|19:||A song that makes you think about life|
|20:||A song that has many meanings to you|
|21:||A favorite song with a person’s name in the title|
|22:||A song that moves you forward|
|23:||A song that you think everybody should listen to|
|24:||A song by a band you wish were still together|
|25:||A song by an artist no longer living|
|26:||A song that makes you want to fall in love|
|27:||A song that breaks your heart|
|28:||A song by an artist with a voice that you love|
|29:||A song that you remember from your childhood|
|30:||A song that reminds you of yourself|
There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only think about myself. I become really self-centered, and without meaning to, I hurt people. So I’m not such a wonderful human being.
Make me wonder about my fate.
Make me shake with your sensitivity.
The tree stands.
Leaves will fall soon.
These ceaseless changes of seasons create progress.
Still, I make no progress.
I have uprooted myself and settled in the present.
Observe my growth.
the smell of the earth lingers in my hair.
the sound of rain reminds me
Je ne sais pas.
The birds speak.
We share sharp conversations.
My roots hold a firm grip in the past.
Observe my growth.
These changes of seasons create progress.
Still, no progress.
The tree stands tall.
Slim darling, you came along and into my arms and into my heart and all the real true love I have is yours – and now I’m afraid you won’t understand and that you’ll become impatient and that I’ll lose you – but even if that happened, I wouldn’t stop loving you for you are my last love and all the rest of my life I shall love you and watch you and be ready to help you should you ever need help.
All the nice things I do each day would be so much sweeter and so much gayer if you were with me. I find myself saying a hundred times a day, ‘If Slim could only see that’ or ‘I wish Slim could hear this.’ I want to make a new life with you – I want all the friends I’ve lost to meet you and know you and love you as I do – and live again with you, for the past years have been terribly tough, damn near drove me crazy. You’ll soon be here, Baby, and when you come you’ll bring everything that’s important to me in this world with you.
— Humphrey Bogart’s letter to Lauren Bacall