“What a wonderful thing the skin is! It is the largest and most important integument of the whole human organism! What millions of pores it contains! The minutest aperture might absorb the deadliest poison. Once in contact with the surface of the body, whether the particle be held in a miasma, or dissolved in the
“I’m afraid of getting older”, that’s what I learned to say ‘Cause society has given me the words to think that way. The message spins and spirals, “Don’t get saggy, don’t get grey” But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulders. My mother and my grandma, my great-grandmother too They wrinkle
When we have run our passion’s heat, Love hither makes his best retreat. The gods, that mortal beauty chase, Still in a tree did end their race: Apollo hunted Daphne so, Only that she might laurel grow. —Andrew Marvell, The Garden, 1681
And day to day, life’s a hard job, you get tired, you lose the pattern. You need distance, interval. The way to see how beautiful the earth is, is to see it as the moon. The way to see how beautiful life is, is from the vantage point of death. ― Ursula K. Le Guin,
You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say. —Paul Coelho, The Alchemist Happy Valentine’s Day!…
What does the sentence “If you eat this fruit you will die” mean for Eve who is in a place where there is no death? —Hélène Cixous, Readings: The Poetics of Blanchot, Joyce, Kakfa, Kleist, Lispector, and Tsvetayeva Happy Halloween, I guess.
Each year is like putting a new coat over all the old ones. Sometimes I reach into the pockets of my childhood and pull things out. —Simon Van Booy, “Little Birds” Happy birthday (to me, from me).
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly. —Anne Rice Happy eleventh birthday, La Pêche Fraîche!
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. —Winnie the Pooh
Sga:d hëdwa:yë:’ ögwa’nigöë’ We gather our minds together to send greetings and thanks to the world around us. Now our minds are one. dëyetinönyö:’ We give our thanks to Jöhehgöh Our Life Sustainers we harvest from the garden. Da:h ne’hoh dih nëyögwa’nigo’dë:ök And so let it be that way in our minds. —Portion of the