All this time I had never been able to consider my own situation, nor could I do so yet. I had not the power to attend to it. I was greatly dejected and distressed, but in an incoherent wholesale sort of way. As to forming any plan for the future, I could as soon have formed an elephant. When I opened the shutters and looked out at the wet wild morning, all of a leaden hue; when I walked from room to room; when I sat down again shivering, before the fire, waiting for my laundress to appear; I thought how miserable I was, but hardly knew why, or how long I had been so, or on what day of the week I made the reflection, or even who I was that made it. Charles Dickens
Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.
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Wallace Stevens
To be great, be whole; Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you. Be whole in everything. Put all you are Into the smallest thing you do. So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendor Because it blooms up above.
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Fernando Pessoa
The poet's job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name, to tell the truth in such a beautiful way, that people cannot live without it.
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Jane Kenyon
Truth is a friendthat asks for loyaltyand acceptancethen it enters our heartsdissolving the boundariesfreeing us from lonliness
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Nirmala
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.
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Kahlil Gibran
More Quotes By Charles Dickens
It’s just so strange. You used to love me, and now you’re a strangerwho happens to know allof my secrets.
All this time I drank you like the cure when maybeyou were the poison.
My battered heart will always be where the ocean meets the sand, I will break over and over Every day. That is the best andworst part of me.
I. Those of us born by water are never afraid enough of drowning. Bruises used to trophy my knees from my death-defying tree climb jumps. Growing up, my backyard was a forest of blackberry bushes. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>I learned early nothing sweet will come to...
But my heart is an old house(the kind my mothergrew up in)hell to heat and cooland faulty in the wiringand though it’s nice to look at I have no businessinviting lovers in.
