Celena Daricek

“The Cabbage White

The butterfly, a cabbage-white,
(His honest idiocy of flight)
Will never now, it is too late,
Master the art of flying straight,
Yet has- who knows so well as I?-
A just sense of how not to fly:
He lurches here and here by guess
And God and hope and hopelessness.
Even the acrobatic swift
Has not his flying-crooked gift.”
― Robert Graves, The Complete Poems

“I must tell you, however, that if you refuse us, you face death.”
― Karl Braungart, Lost Identity

“There is something in the New York air that makes sleep useless.”
― Simone de Beauvoir

“Live like no else today, so you can live like no else tomorrow.”
― Dave Ramsey