Georgmarie

“The day drags through though storms keep out the sun;
And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on:

Even as a broken mirror, which the glass
In every fragment multiplies; and makes
A thousand images of one that was,
The same, and still the more, the more it breaks;
And thus the heart will do which not forsakes,
Living in shattered guise, and still, and cold,
And bloodless, with its sleepless sorrow aches,
Yet withers on till all without is old,
Showing no visible sign, for such things are untold.”
― Lord Byron, The Complete Poetical Works of Byron

“Sometimes our stop-doing list needs to be bigger than our to-do list.”
― Patti Digh, Four-Word Self-Help: Simple Wisdom For Complex Lives