Jen

“POOR MARCH
It is the HOMELIEST month of the year. Most of it is MUD, Every Imaginable Form of MUD, and what isn't MUD in March is ugly late-season SNOW falling onto the ground in filthy muddy heaps that look like PILES of DIRTY LAUNDRY.”
― Vivian Swift, When Wanderers Cease to Roam: A Traveler's Journal of Staying Put

“Who wants to be good if he has to be hungry too?”
― John Steinbeck, Cannery Row

“so long as you don’t mind
a little dying, how could there be a day in your whole life
that doesn’t have its splash of happiness?”
― Mary Oliver, House of Light

“Feast"

I drank at every vine.
The last was like the first.
I came upon no wine
So wonderful as thirst.

I gnawed at every root.
I ate of every plant.
I came upon no fruit
So wonderful as want.

Feed the grape and bean
To the vintner and monger:
I will lie down lean
With my thirst and my hunger.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay