There are times when you realize that your best friend is You.
You don’t need anybody else to be complete, to find that fulfillment and contentment we crave so much.
I need to go home for a while; walk alone on the beach at sunset - watch the waves go about their business - never ceasing, never resting.
But I need a rest.
That’s why I want to go home.
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Private Blues to see you, Sir.
What is it Blues?
Sir, the men tell me you’re an atheist. I thought I was an atheist too, but then this morning I suddenly found myself praying.
Well, you can pray all you want, son, but the only one who’s gonna get your ass outta here alive is You – you’re a fool if you think there’s anybody looking out for you. That’s why I've never believed in no God - I believe in myself!
I use to say the same thing, Sir, but today I realized I do believe in God; its just that I don’t believe he can or will do anything for me.
You’ve been here a long time, son. This place can do crazy things to a man. I hope to God we all get to go home soon.
Did you just say …’God’, Sir?
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