StevenBrisson:
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
StevenBrisson:
Sit in reverie, and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
StevenBrisson:
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
StevenBrisson:
Drunkenness is nothing but voluntary madness.
StevenBrisson:
A Day in Cabo: Dawn (#1 of 4)
StevenBrisson:
No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
StevenBrisson:
A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin; what else does a man need to be happy?
StevenBrisson:
A good companion shortens the longest road. (Explore, #91)
StevenBrisson:
The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.
StevenBrisson:
A Day in Cabo: Morning (#2 of 4)
StevenBrisson:
A Day in Cabo: Afternoon (#3 of 4)
StevenBrisson:
The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. (Explore)
StevenBrisson:
A Day in Cabo: Dusk (#4 of 4)
StevenBrisson:
A man's worth has its season, like fruit.
StevenBrisson:
The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.