Friday, March 27, 2015

The Day Boy and the Night Girl



“She would wonder what had hurt her when she found her face wet with tears, and then would wonder how she could have been hurt without knowing it.”
--from The Day Boy and the Night Girl by George MacDonald

Saturday, July 27, 2013

On some such night

On some such night as this she remembered promising to herself to live as brave and noble a life as any heroine she ever read or heard of in romance, a life sans peur et sans reproche; it had seemed to her then that she had only to will, and such a life would be accomplished. And now she had learnt that not only to will, but also to pray, was a necessary condition in the truly heroic. Trusting to herself, she had fallen.
--Elizabeth Gaskell

Monday, June 24, 2013

Now the moon

Slowly, silently, now the moon

Walks the night in her silver shoon.

--Walter de la Mare

Saturday, June 15, 2013

A Friend

When twilight drops her curtain down and pins it with a star, remember that you have a friend, though she may wander far.

--Anonymous

Monday, November 5, 2012

Where?

Long ago and far away,
I knew you were, 
But where?
Then one day you were there--
My long-lost friend returned.
Or so it seemed--though now
I think I dreamed it all.
I looked for you and you were gone,
But where?
 

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Old October

All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.
~Thomas Wolfe

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Flying

"The stars seemed near enough to touch and never before have I seen so many. I always believed the lure of flying is the lure of beauty, but I was sure of it that night."
--Amelia Earhart

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The Lovely Stars

Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, from "Evangeline"

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Only More Love

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

--Mother Teresa

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Remember Tonight

Remember tonight . . . for it is the beginning of always.
--Dante Alighieri

Sunday, February 26, 2012

The Wind

I have not seen the wind,
But this I know:
That tonight, once more, I hear it,
Even as I heard your voice
So very long ago.
--Kindred Spirit

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Old letters

Tonight I read them once again,
old letters from a friend from long ago.
How far away those days! And though
it seemed they'd never end, they have.
The cold and dreary winter settles in. 
--Kindred Spirit

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Tonight

A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out.

--Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

To remember to forget

I have tried,
through many days and nights
To remember to forget you;
and yet it seems that it is easier
to forget to breathe than
to stop remembering you.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Night time

There are so many words,
But what is their meaning?
There are so many dreams,
But where are they leading?
It is said that time heals---

But the wounds are still bleeding.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Somewhere you dream

Somewhere you dream of happy times,
Of laughter rippling on the wind,
And friendship's kiss, as sweet as wine
Poured out with love's own tenderness;
But shall these dreams bring warmth to you
As Autumn frost draws ever nearer,
And keep the fire within your heart
As winter's chill grows ever clearer?

Friday, August 5, 2011

Broken wings

You have forgotten how to fly, 
And I, so far away, cannot break
The coming fall: though for your sake,
I would sooner fall myself than see you
Toppling from the heights you once had found.
Down, down, like a wishing star you fall;
And, calling, land upon the leaden ground,
A lame and humbled thing, 
Your broken wings surrounding you
As the woods cry out my name.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Wisdom

It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.

--Sara Teasdale

Monday, June 6, 2011

So long ago

So long ago, and very far away,
You held me close to keep me safe and warm.
How strange that now, though Summer's in the wind,
I feel the chill that sought me on that day:
And suddenly I am cold again.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Farewell, be gone

"Farewell, be gone," I said to him
All on a Summer's day.
"Be on your way,
I love you not,"said I.
But when I spoke those words
I lied.
--Kindred Spirit