Small Ways — Paul Vincent Cannon

I think it's in the very small ways, the infinitesimal, inconsequential actions...

Hemingway in the Hallway

Dear me, Now what shall we do with him?...

He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for many days. I watched him and wondered why?

I Melt in Your Presence.

... I missed that voice, disturber of life, provocative spirit, it made me think.

... and paused for life, I might not have.

promise me: Even as they strike you down...

A meaningful silence is always better than meaningless words.

It’s called courage When the skies are gloomy And you wake up with a heavy heart...

How I would give anything just to meet myself for the first time The small innocent boy with white eyes and pure smile...