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“In the beginning was the word and the word was love and love was imagination. When love takes us through the sun-dappled garden of our imagination, no stalking horses can perturb the rainbow in our mind or fade out its bright colors reflecting in the blue sky of our memory. ("Alpha and Omega")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I know I can't own a hilltop, a meadow, or a mountainside. But keeping it a secret somehow makes it mine.”
― Joyce Rachelle

“I sleep among ravishing illusions and wake to their burden.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf, Volume Three: 1925-1930

“When I lived in New York and went to Chinatown, I learned that these flavors and their meanings were actually a foundation of ancient Chinese medicine.
Salty translated to fear and the frantic energy that tries to compensate for or hide it.
Sweet was the first flavor we recognized from our mother's milk, and to which we turned when we were worried and unsure or depressed.
Sour usually meant anger and frustration.
Bitter signified matters of the heart, from simply feeling unloved to the almost overwhelming loss of a great love. Most spices, along with coffee and chocolate, had some bitterness in their flavor profile. Even sugar, when it cooked too long, turned bitter. But to me, spice was for grief, because it lingered longest.”
― Judith Fertig, The Cake Therapist