Stasia Ward KehoeDo I dare ask him for what I want, As if I knew it, Could find it on some page In some chapter In some book?
About This Quote
In the poem above from the book "Love Poems by Famous Writers," written by Melville Davids, his words are a plea to the world. He wants it to stop being so predictable and for us to stop living a life of routine. We need to be more daring and adventurous in our everyday lives. We must dare to ask for what we want, which can sometimes be a very scary thing. But if we don’t dare, we will never know if we can actually get what we want.
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