Cynthia

“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.

And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
'Love has no ending.

'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street,

'I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.”
― W.H. Auden, As I Walked Out One Evening: Songs, Ballads, Lullabies, Limericks & Other Light Verse

“Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings.”
― W.H. Auden, New Year Letter

“Let the wild rumpus start!”
― Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are