Wednesday, September 30, 2009


You've seen the sun flatten and take strange shapes just before it sinks in the ocean. Do you have to tell yourself every time that it's an illusion caused by atmospheric dust and light distorted by the sea, or do you simply enjoy the beauty of it?
- John Steinbeck

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

time conscious.

If, before going to bed every night, you will tear a page from the calendar, and remark, “there goes another day of my life, never to return,” you will become time conscious.
- A. B. Zu Tavern

Monday, September 28, 2009

The moon

The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.
- Carl Sandburg

Sunday, September 27, 2009


Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
- Carl Sandburg

Saturday, September 26, 2009


Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, seperate, in the evening.
- Rainer Maria Rilke

Friday, September 25, 2009


The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
- William Wordsworth

Thursday, September 24, 2009


Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
- Henry Ward Beecher

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


Man - a creature made at the end of the week's work when God was tired.
- Mark Twain

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

noisy desperation.

Nowadays men lead lives of noisy desperation.
- James Thurber

Monday, September 21, 2009

Love shape.

We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Sunday, September 20, 2009

'tree', or 'home'.

I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off.
Willa Cather

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Cats and home.

I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.
- Jean Cocteau

Friday, September 18, 2009

listen hard to your soul.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.
- Anne Sexton

Thursday, September 17, 2009


Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.
- Christopher Fry

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Shared lights. Shared lives.

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
- Buddha

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

we don't dare throw them out.

So many old and lovely things are stored in the world's attic because we don't want them around us and we don't dare throw them out.
- John Steinbeck

Monday, September 14, 2009


Love prefers twilight to daylight.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes

Sunday, September 13, 2009

This is my letter to the world

This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me
- Emily Dickinson

I take to the open road.

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road.
Healthy, free, the world before me.
The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose.
Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune.
Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing."
— Walt Whitman

Friday, September 11, 2009

The little cares that fretted me.

The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds at play.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Thursday, September 10, 2009

the result of Love.

Love is the reduction of the universe to a single being.
Victor Hugo

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

a step.

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Life’s a voyage.

Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.
Herman Melville

Monday, September 7, 2009

friendship and respect.

I don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

time for love.

There is a time for work and a time for love. That leaves no other time.
Coco Chanel

Saturday, September 5, 2009

people I've looked at

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.
John Steinbeck

Friday, September 4, 2009

a part of life

A book is a part of life, a manifestation of life, just as much as a tree or a horse or a star. It obeys its own rhythms, its own laws, whether it be a novel, a play, or a diary. The deep, hidden rhythm of life is always there — that of the pulse, the heart beat.
Henry Miller

Thursday, September 3, 2009

You can never

You can never enter the same river twice.
Indian Proverb

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

travel for travel's sake

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.
Robert Louis Steve

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

memory, a paradise.

Memory is the only paradise from which we cannot be driven.
Jean Paul Richter