Absence by Pablo Neruda

My love, We have found each other Thirsty and we have Drunk up all the water and the Blood, We found each other Hungry And we bit each other As fire bites, Leaving wounds in us. But wait for me, Keep for me your sweetness. I will give you too A rose.

“Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play… it is war minus the shooting.”

– George Orwell

“There isn’t time – so brief is life – for bickerings, apologies, heartburnings, callings to account. there is only time for loving – & but an instant, so to speak, for that. “

Mark Twain, in a letter to Clara Spaulding, 20 August 1886.

“As we play, we open ourselves to the exploration of our edges, always creating new adventures of self-exploration.”

– Judith-Annette Milburn