“The man, who wants a garden fair, or small or very big, with flowers growing here and there, must bend his back and dig. The things are mighty few on […]
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Living For The Weekend
“I love you because the earth turns round the sun; because the north wind blows north sometimes. I love you because the Pope is Catholic and most Rabbis Jewish; because […]
Living For The Weekend
“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff […]
Living For The Weekend
Men and women in my lifetime have died fighting for the right to vote; people like James Chaney, Andrew Goodman and Michael Schwerner, who were murdered while registering Black voters […]
Living For The Weekend
“A fire-mist and a planet, a crystal and a cell, a jelly-fish and a saurian, and caves where the cave-men dwell; then a sense of law and beauty and a […]
Living For The Weekend
“It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, […]
Living For The Weekend
“I am standing by the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of […]
Living For the Weekend
“Who made the mountains, who made the trees who made the rivers flow to the sea and who sends the rain when the earth is dry somebody bigger than you […]
Living For the Weekend
“I know the beds are rumpled still and dishes fill the sink, but for this moment, they’ll remain…for now I must just think. This quiet time of solitude, I need […]
Living For the Weekend
“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, […]
Living For The Weekend
“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good things, therefore, that I can do, any good kindness that I can show a fellow being, let me do […]
Living For the Weekend
“Shall I compare you to a summer’s day? You are more lovely and more moderate: Harsh winds disturb the delicate buds of May, and summer doesn’t last long enough. Sometimes […]