Quote for Today: William Faulkner
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home. ―William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying Image © Copyright Neil Theasby with this Creative …
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home. ―William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying Image © Copyright Neil Theasby with this Creative …
The wind that night made him feel his chronic longing. The wind, trying to stampede the trees, was roaring for a grand, universal departure to another solar system, a …
Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The …
Our world seems increasingly fractured by mistrust and hate. Can music, especially that of the human voice, heal those fractures? Sevdalinka or Sevdah music is a genre of folk music that …
Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves-for they are …
A window—it’s more entertaining than TV. Just ask a cat looking out, or a man looking in on a life he desires. ―Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE Public …
A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, the longing reveals …
There are emotions that are universal, or nearly so. The paradox is that they feel personal and difficult to share. Kelly Ledsinger shared this poem, entitled Offshore, at our last Open Mic, The Journey. …
It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; …
The wind makes you ache in some place that is deeper than your bones. It may be that it touches something old in the human soul, a chord of race …
