“Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author's words reverberating in your head.”
― Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies
MIRROR.
Posted on Saturday, April 26, 2014
Posted at 7:42 PM
When you get what you want in your struggle for self 
and the world makes you king for a day 
just go to the mirror 
and look at yourself 
and see what that man has to say

For it isn't your father or mother or wife, 
whose judgment upon you must pass 
The fellow whose verdict count most in your life is 
the one staring back from the glass. 

Some people may think you 
a straight shootin' chum and call you a wonderful guy. 
But the man in the glass says 
you're only a bum if you can't look him straight in the eye. 

He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest, 
for he's with you clear up to the end, 
and you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test 
if the man in the glass is your friend

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life 
and get pats on the back as you go, 
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears 
if you've cheated the man in the glass.