January 2010
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Leaving Cheyenne (1962)
“All right,” I said. “Hold your horses. I don’t want to be poor. But you can not want to be poor and still not care whether you’re rich or not.”
“Yes, and them’s the kind of people that never accomplish nothing,” he said. “They’re just damn mediocre. If you’re gonna try at all, you ought to try for something big.”
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“Summer hums heavy now; still, you bolded all your best words so they’d...”
– Matt Nathanson // Pretty the World
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It deserves its own post.
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“Hallelujah ripped through my veins; heard the hammer drop my blood in the rain.”
– Mat Kearney // Won’t Back Down