“You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already
When you kiss me heaven sighs And though I close my eyes I see la vie en rose When you press me to your heart I’m in a world apart A world where roses bloom And when you speak, angels sing from above Everyday words seem to turn into love songs Give your heart and
My blood is a rushing river. My heart is a burning bridge. —Pavana February, how did you come so quickly? And how is it so warm? It is freaking everyone out. I don’t want to enjoy too much, given that we’re supposedly guaranteed another six weeks of winter (although we haven’t truly had any winter here
Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile. William Cullen Bryant The word for grateful in French, reconnaisant, is derived from the verb reconnaître: to recognize or acknowledge. To be thankful is to share your appreciation. I have so, so many thanks to give this holiday season, in spite of the fragility of 2016 in the face of so
“Recognizing that people’s reactions don’t belong to you is the only sane way to create. If people enjoy what you’ve created, terrific. If people ignore what you’ve created, too bad. If people misunderstand what you’ve created, don’t sweat it. And what if people absolutely hate what you’ve created? What if people attack you with savage
This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess. —Rainer Maria Rilke Happy Valentine’s Day, dearest readers! Today, I am feeling lazy and so I want to share some links that I’ve been loving this year. As some of you might remember, way back
“Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy: Why lov’st thou that which thou receiv’st not gladly, Or else receiv’st with pleasure thine annoy?” —From Sonnet 8, Shakespeare And thus did the Month of Birthdays begin. Within a 1 month period, my father, my mother, one
“I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and, above all, become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby Happy
“There’s no one just like you,” she said. “That’s why we need to celebrate.” —Karen Kingsbury FAME “A party without cake is just a meeting.” —Julia Child A birthday without cake is just another dreary day. A birthday without cake, loves, is not a birthday at all. Birthdays are for cakes. (Note: cakes are definitely not