I want to resemble a sort of liquid light which stretches beyond visibility or invisibility. Tonight I wish to have the valor and daring to belong to the moon. —Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary. (Mariner Books; First edition, March 31, 2003) Originally published 1953.
My words become stained with your love. You occupy everything, you occupy everything. — Pablo Neruda, from “So That You Will Hear Me,” Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair. Translated by W. S. Merwin.(Penguin, 1969)
Perhaps the most important thing we bring to another person is the silence in us … the sort of silence that is a place of refuge, of rest, of acceptance of someone as they are. — Rachel Naomi Remen