Entries organized under quoting
i love all things
“I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases ..”
— Pablo Neruda
spring sashays in with yellow ribbons in her hair
“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.”
– Rilke
purple & white star petals
“It
Happened
Again last
Night:
Love
Popped the cork on itself-
Splattered my brains
Across the
Sky.
I imagine now for ages
Something of Hafiz
Will appear
To fall like
Stars.”
– Hafiz in The Gift, translated by Daniel Ladinsky
hope
“When one flower blooms, spring awakens everywhere.”
– John O’Donohue
through the looking glass
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.”
– John Muir
for the love of pinterest
you know how sometimes you don’t do something and you don’t do something – and then it’s the perfect time to do it? yesterday was just that time. in a burst of inspiration and a flurry of delight, i joined pinterest.
oh my goodness. you know how much i love quotes, right? pinterest is an ocean of quotable inspiration. i am in love.
(as an aside, this is why i sometimes don’t join things. i am afraid of how much i will love them and of how much time i will give them. someday i will trust myself enough to know that everything ebbs and flows, including my interests, and that spending time on things i love and in places i love is always worthwhile.)
after yesterday’s fun, i just had to make my own piece of quotable inspiration.
plus, now i can finally use the pin it button on my own website!
matchmaking
“In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
– Pablo Neruda
a glimpse of another world
“Behind your image, below your words, above your thoughts, the silence of another world waits.”
– John O’Donohue, in Anam Cara
we never know where or when we will encounter beauty
“We do well to find out, each day, gradually, what we love; to put in brackets all the prejudices, pressures, opinions, authorities; to let the experience of beauty come to us; and to receive it in all its intensity and truth, without anyone having to tell us what we must like or not; to have the courage to say what touches us – if not to others, at least to ourselves.”
– Piero Ferrucci, in Beauty and the Soul