“Life is made up of three kinds of people -- those who live it, those afraid to, those in between.” PeopleLifeKindMadeLife IsThree Author:Louise Erdrich
“Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other. Throw it in the garbage and it springs up clean. Try to root it out and it only flourishes. Love is a weed, a dandelion that you poison from your heart. The taproots wait. The seeds blow off, ticklish, into a part of the yard you didn't spray. And one day, though you worked, though you prodded out each spiky leaf, you lift your eyes and dozens of fat golden faces bob in the grass.” LoveTryingHeartEyeFacesWaitingSidesLove IsOne DaySpringRootsCleanBlowSeedsFatsGoldenLiftsGrassPoisonGoing AwayWeedDozenBobYardsLeafsGarbageCreepsSprayDandelionsTicklish Author:Louise Erdrich
“Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball: And tear our pleasures with rough strife, Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.” StillsRunningPleasureSunTearsBallsIronGatesRoughSweetnessStrifeBirds Of Prey Author:Andrew Marvell
“Twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.” TwoShareWanderMortalsParadiseSolitary Author:Andrew Marvell
“And now, when I have summed up all my store, Thinking (so I myself deceive) So rich a chaplet thence to weave As never yet the King of Glory wore, Alas! I find the serpent old, That, twining in his speckled breast, About the flowers disguised does fold With wreaths of fame and interest.” ThinkingDoeInterestRichFlowerKingsFameGloryStoresBreastsDeceivingAlasFoldsSerpentWreaths Author:Andrew Marvell
“My mind was once the true survey Of all these meadows fresh and gay; And in the greenness of the grass Did see its hopes as in a glass.” MindGayGlassesGrassSurveysMeadows Author:Andrew Marvell
“If the grandfather of the grandfather of Jesus had known what was hidden within him, he would have stood humble and awe-struck before his soul.” IfsSoulReligionJesusFearKnownHumbleAweGrandfather Author:Khalil Gibran
“How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays; And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from some single herb or tree. Whose short and narrow verged shade Does prudently their toils upbraid; While all flow'rs and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose.” MenDoeWinningTreeFlowLabourShadeCrownsToilPalmsHerbsOaksReposeGarlandsUpbraid Author:Andrew Marvell