Quote for Today: Meia Geddes
A person can get lost trying to find a home in herself—but then you simply begin to go on as one must go on, and maybe you say a little …
A person can get lost trying to find a home in herself—but then you simply begin to go on as one must go on, and maybe you say a little …
You ask me what it feels like to have wings. I can only tell you the feeling with words. And words have neither feelings nor wings. Words are leaky vessels …
As soon as you try and take a song from your mind into piano and voice and into the real world, something gets lost and it’s like a moment where, …
Each evening, I ached for the shelter of my tent, for the smallest sense that something was shielding me from the entire rest of the world, keeping me safe not …
How do you go to your own house when something has gone bad on the inside, when it doesn’t seem like your place to live anymore, when you almost …
Home is the place you return to when you have finally lost your soul. Home is the place where life is born, not the place of your birth, but the …
One thing was certain: life was a maze. There was nothing “straight forward”. Everything that pretended to be straight somehow ended in unexpected twists and turns, only to leave you …
He stands alone in hollow gloom, with the sound of his own breath whispering down unseen passages ahead and behind and to both sides, wondering how he stumbled into this …
The melody got lost, first off. Everything got lost, then, while that horn flew. It wasn’t only jazz; it was the heart of jazz, and the insides, pulled out …
When, however, one reads of a witch being dunked, of a woman possessed by devils, of a wise woman selling herbs, or even of a very remarkable man …