Carl Sandburg
Nothing happens unless first we dream. — Carl Sandburg
Nothing happens unless first we dream. — Carl Sandburg
It does not bother me, the way the hill goes on. Grass beside the road, a tree rattling its black leaves. So what? The longer I walk, the farther I am from everything. One foot in front of the other. The hours pass. One foot in front of the other. The years pass. The colors… Continue reading Mark Strand
Don’t try to steer the river. ― Deepak Chopra
Never, never may the fruit be plucked from the bough And gathered into barrels. He that would eat of love must eat it where it hangs. Though the branches bend like reeds, Though the ripe fruit splash in the grass or wrinkle on the tree, He that would eat of love may bear away with… Continue reading Edna St. Vincent Millay
Time is how you spend your love. — Zadie Smith, White Teeth. (Vintage, June 12, 2001)