Thomas Ravanelli

“Nothing but writing rests me; only then do I seem completely myself!”
― Kate Douglas Wiggin

“Piping down the valleys wild
Piping songs of pleasant glee
On a cloud I saw a child.
And he laughing said to me.

Pipe a song about a Lamb;
So I piped with merry chear,
Piper pipe that song again—
So I piped, he wept to hear.

Drop thy pipe thy happy pipe
Sing thy songs of happy chear,
So I sung the same again
While he wept with joy to hear

Piper sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read—
So he vanish'd from my sight.
And I pluck'd a hollow reed.

And I made a rural pen,
And I stain'd the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.

- "Introduction to the Songs of Innocence”
― William Blake, Songs of Innocence and of Experience

“Cuando digo que sólo sabes, es porque así será. No lo cuestionarás. No te preguntas si lo que sientes es en realidad amor, porque cuando lo es, estarás absolutamente aterrorizado de que los sientes. Y cuando esto sucede, tus prioridades cambian. No vas a pensar en ti mismo y tu propia felicidad. Sólo pensarás en esas personas y cómo harías cualquier cosa por verlos felices. Incluso si eso significaba alejarse de ellos y sacrificar tu propia felicidad, por la de ellos [...] Cuando estés dispuesto a renunciar a las cosas que significan más para ti solo por ver feliz a otra persona, eso es amor verdadero”
― Colleen Hoover, November 9

“Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life—and travel—leaves marks on you.”
― Anthony Bourdain