Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome. That’s what mamma used to say. She said that beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts the most. You need to remember that when you find yourself at the beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it will.
Hope Floats (via satya-)
A roar went up. Nobody expected this to be the first number. They thought we’d close with it. The audience exploded. For those first few seconds, there was no sound but that of the crowd- a deafening cacophony of screaming, cheering, belowing, whistling, and tumultuous applause. Swaying in the spotlight, soaking up the intense, electrically charged atmosphere, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and closed my eyes. As my fingers moved automatically up and down the frets, I allowed myself a small smile. This was it. All that I’d ever dreamed of in the depts of the night- to hear those voices calling from far away- the exhilarating sound of success.
Don Felder, “Heaven and Hell” (via llittledreameer)