we have almost no information about John’s life
we have to stop now
we have always lived in the castle
we have a bad feeling about this
we have come into his house
we have all the time in the world
there is in existence
there is in the end, the letting go
he learned obedience through suffering
he learned about gun smoke
he learned to love the bomb
he taught us how to love but not how to stop
he taught us how to drive by weeds
he taught us how to watch and pray
not to be served but to serve
not to beat a dead horse
not to be reckoned with, but to live
on the shoulders of giants
on the shortness of life
on the shore of the wide world
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