Grace Cuozzo

“We move between two darknesses.”
― E.M. Forster, Aspects of the Novel

“It is like looking down from the cliffs of Moher into the depths. Many go down into the depths and never come up. Only the trained diver can go down into those depths and explore them and come to the surface again.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.”
― William Wordsworth, Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood

“I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass