I would wanna be a mermaid, but I think I'm a little bit more of a unicorn, because I'm like a little bit more horsey.
No violent extreme endures.
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do that with all thy might and leave the issues calmly to God.
Do the duty which lies nearest to you, the second duty will then become clearer.
Not what you possess but what you do with what you have, determines your true worth.
The devil has his elect.
Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness.
Artistic form is congruent with the dynamic forms of our direct sensuous, mental, and emotional life; works of art are projections of "felt life", as Henry James called it, into spatial, temporal, and poetic structures.
So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap.
You know, from age 17 on, my paycheck was coming from cooking and working in kitchens.
Her body was a prison, her mind was a prison. Her memories were a prison. The people she loved. She couldn't get away from the hurt of them. She could leave Eric, walk out of her apartment, walk forever if she liked, but she couldn't escape what really hurt. Tonight even the sky felt like a prison.