Courage, dear heart. ― C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. (Zondervan September 1, 2006) Originally published 1951.
Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun. — … Continue reading W. B. Yeats
Her lute hangs shadowed in the apple-tree, While flashing fingers weave the sweet-strung spell Between its chords; and as the wild notes swell, The sea-bird for those branches leaves the sea. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti, “A Sea-Spell (for a Picture),” composed in 1870 to accompany his painting A Sea-Spell (1875-7).
You never forget. It must be somewhere inside you. Even if the brain has forgotten, perhaps the teeth remember. Or the fingers. — Neil Gaiman, from “A Lunar Labyrinth,” Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances. ( William Morrow February 3, 2015)
My experience of life is that it is not divided up into genres; it’s a horrifying, romantic, tragic, comical, science-fiction cowboy detective novel. You know, with a bit of pornography if you’re lucky. ― Alan Moore
Yet when we came back, late, from the hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. — T. S. Eliot, from “The Waste Land,” The Waste Land and… Continue reading T. S. Eliot
The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody’s fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. ― Katherine Mansfield, from “Cultivated Minds,” Journal Of… Continue reading Katherine Mansfield