Terri

“When I look at my life and its secret colours, I feel like bursting into tears.”
― Albert Camus, A Happy Death

“But whatever
However
Whenever this ends I want you to know
That right now
I love you forever”
― Andrea Gibson, How It Ends

“You see, I want a lot.
Perhaps I want everything
the darkness that comes with every infinite fall
and the shivering blaze of every step up.
So many live on and want nothing
And are raised to the rank of prince
By the slippery ease of their light judgments
But what you love to see are faces
that do work and feel thirst.
You love most of all those who need you
as they need a crowbar or a hoe.
You have not grown old, and it is not too late
To dive into your increasing depths
where life calmly gives out its own secret.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

“Before Turner there was no fog in London.”
― Oscar Wilde