Silently a flower blooms,
In silence if falls away;
Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,
The world of the flower, the whold of the world is blooming.
This is the talk of the flowr, the truth of the blosson:
The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.
Lilli Jolgren Day, The Wonder of Ordinary Magic
Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.
Leonardo da Vinci
Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart?
Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
One word can sometimes be sharper than a thousand swords
Mildred D. Taylor, Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry
We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods
“Water is the driving force of all nature.” — Leonardo da Vinci
When the world gets loud, I loose my voice.
My emotional voice.
I am speechless, nothing left to say.
And I wonder , if I will
Simply cease to be.
For how can one think, but not express ?
Or is this the modern curse?
Because we have the platform, we think the
world deserves our innermost thoughts.
It does not.
I take solace in books
I find quotes that resonate
Quotes about life and art and love and the meaning of time
I take comfort in other’s peoples words
I nod my head in understanding
Copy out in longhand the quotes that moved me, brought the hot liquid to my eyes
Pity quotes, irreverent quotes, theological quotes.
Thoughts from those older, wiser, further along than I.
I am grateful they took the time to share their voices.
When I cannot find my way out of the jagged edge maze of Wordlessness
For long enough to piece together my own .