“The coolest most amazing people I have met in my life, I said, are the ones who are not very interested in power or money, but who are very interested in laughter and courage and grace under duress and holding hands against the darkness, and finding new ways to solve old problems, and being attentive … More Tender & Kind
“The underlying melody via every rock, plant, animal, sky and star, inside the water, from the dirt, through the light: only love lasts.” ― Melina Sempill Watts
“How do you keep shiningwhen you have witnessed the worldbreak and reshape itselfso many times?How do you standnot being able to cry out”—- “Talking to the Sun” by Megan Dausch in Claw and Blossom
She stared. Such beauty; and she there to see it. Such beauty; and she alive to feel it. Her face was bathed in light.” ― Elizabeth von Arnim, The Enchanted April
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to … More What You Shall Do
Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road. Karen Blixen, Out of Africa
the Mississippi River empties into the gulf and the gulf enters the sea and so forth,none of them emptying anything,all of them carrying yesterdayforever on their white-tipped backs,all of them dragging forward tomorrow.—-Lucille Clifton
“Here is the divine lightwhere art and science meet. Not to create alikeness but to capturein contour the vibrantlife itself.” —— from “A Lengthy Performance” in A Trickle of Bloom Becomes You by Jen Rouse Poetry lovers and gardeners will enjoy this mesmerizing book by my friend, Jen Rouse. The lush language intermingles the lives, … More Art and Science
Deep greens and blues are the colors I chooseWon’t you let me go down in my dreams?—— “Sweet Baby James” by James Taylor
I don’t know why people tell me what they do. Maybe they’re just lonely. Maybe it’s because they know I won’t tell. Whatever the reason, I wish they’d write these things instead because I think it would strengthen their work and help them make sense of whatever they’re struggling with. But I know people are … More The Corners and Edges
Meanwhile the camellia opens its flesh-colored petals with utter unself-consciousness, releasing its scent into the dangerous air. — from Camellias by Linda Pastan
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