Jazzy Lemon

“RETORT

"Thou art a fool," said my head to my heart,
"Indeed, the greatest of fools thou art,
To be led astray by the trick of a tress,
By a smiling face or a ribbon smart;"
And my heart was in sore distress.

Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair,
The light gleamed soft on her raven hair;
And her lips were blooming a rosy red.
Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air:
"Thou art worse than a fool, O head!”
― Paul Laurence Dunbar

“We're free agents. We can do what we want." Free agents. When my mother used those words she'd wave her keys. "We're like two bachelorettes," she'd say as we backed out of the drive. The road she took was always by the sea. Floods never put her off. "It'll pass" she'd say when I braced myself in the seat. If a wave hit the car, she'd drive on, floating sometimes for seconds. The wipers could clear off the sand and small stones. Seaweed was the problem. Not the one with poppers. That landed with a thud and rolled like a body off the windscreens. No, the problem was the smaller stuff, bright green and fine that wrapped itself like a feather boa around the side mirror. Usually, with one hand, she could throw it off. But sometimes, it took both her hands as if it were a scarf around Isadora Duncan's neck.”
― Georgia Scott, American Girl: Memories That Made Me

“Religion might make us love God
but there is nothing stronger than religion
to make us despise man and hate humankind.”
― Boualem Sansal, 2084: La fin du monde

“Gentleman wanted:
must have clown-suit, powder and paint, scarlet quiff, scarlet heart.
Green eyebrows essential.
Should be able to dance,
laugh,
sing;
be a masked god on a high wire stretched from alpha to omega
over this fleapit, waiting for encores”.”
― Ardengo Soffici