Tag: Germany

Gone Fishin’
Gone Fishin’
I don’t know. It would. But we don’t know what’s possible.
If the universe is infinite, does that mean that everything that could possibly happen, is happening, somewhere, at some time?
Takes a lot of work to hold the world together.
Night. Country’s the only place where they have night left.
He did not try to hear the answer.
Does it matter where you go? All you have is what you are.
You’re crazy, what did you do that for?
It seemed somehow to complicate things.
His patience was that of pride.
That was not humility.
You’re making something of me I’m not.
You take yourself with yourself.
Anywhere you go, you can still ask what it’s all for.
I haven’t thought anything else for years.
Talk about wasting your time!
Gone Fishin’
Why don’t they get up and go somewhere?
Nothing happened. Over and over the same hour passed.
Why did they make so much fuss?
He won’t stop talking.
It isn’t like anything else.
He had not thought that he had any answers.
What did you do it for?
His face were as indifferent as stone.
His silence was grand and oppressive.
All right, all right, everything’s all right.
They looked at him but they did not speak.
He was much too tired to travel on the road.
There’s nothing left to us, now, but one another.
On the road he could walk with sorrow, as he walked through the rain.
The sun, it’s like we could all get out and live again.
It took her a long time to answer.
There was a silence between them.
When are we going home?
Sun must be down, it’s getting cold.
The place still empty?
There’s a place I used to go to.
Do you want to walk? It’s lovely out today.
I don’t want to read today.
It was nothing to do with her.
What had she to say, anyhow?
You think of anybody special?
Some step was missing.
Forget it as though it had never occurred.
Perhaps that was one way of fighting back.
Gone Fishin’
Gone Fishin’ – again :-)
Gone Fishin’