You sea! I resign myself to you also … . I guess what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me; We must have a turn together … . I undress … . hurry me out of sight of the… Continue reading Walt Whitman
The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough. ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays. (Penguin Classics; Reissue edition May 27, 2003) Originally published 1836.
Words are uncertain and speak uncertain things. But speaking this or that, they speak us. Love is an equivocal word, like all words. — Octavio Paz, from “Letter of Testimony,” A Tree Within (New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1988)