T Quotes
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“THE MOON AND THE YEW TREE
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary.
The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God,
Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility.
Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place
Separated from my house by a row of headstones.
I simply cannot see where there is to get to.
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet
With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.
Twice on Sunday, the bells startle the sky
Eight great tongues affirming the Resurrection.
At the end, they soberly bong out their names.
The yew tree points up. It has a Gothic shape.
The eyes lift after it and find the moon.
The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.
How I would like to believe in tenderness
The face of the effigy, gentled by candles,
Bending, on me in particular, its mild eyes.
I have fallen a long way. Clouds are flowering
Blue and mystical over the face of the stars.
Inside the church, the saints will be all blue,
Floating on their delicate feet over the cold pews,
Their hands and faces stiff with holiness.
The moon sees nothing of this. She is bald and wild.
And the message of the yew tree is blackness -- blackness and silence.
--written 22 October 1961”
Source: Ariel
“The moon blows kisses to the evening primrose”
“The moon can easily take on the shape of a girl, given the right circumstances.”
“The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.”
“The moon can only shine so bright, which is why it needs the stars to help it.”
Source: Shadows of Reality
“The moon can still exist without the night. Isn’t that something.”
Source: Hey Humanity
“The moon cannot hold the sun, You can.
Your head only, can hold the moon, the sun and an entire galaxy. You are the sky.”
“The moon carries the masks of meningitis into bedrooms, fills the wombs of pregnant women with cold water and, as soon as I'm not careful, throws handfuls of grass on my shoulders.”
“The moon carves its light in the skin of night. And so, the moon blossoms in the sky, for a sculpture it makes of tender light.”
“The moon casts a different face everyday. Yet the moon is always the moon. It is always whole. Always reflective.”
Source: Painted Oxen
“The moon charm has an inscription: Yours from dark to light.”
Source: The Girl Who Chased the Moon
“The moon continued to darken, even as the eastern sky grew pale. A third of the disc had vanished into shadow and Will caught his breath at the beauty of it, and the danger.”
Source: Hell and Earth
“The moon delicate curve feels like a secret the sky is sharing. Soft as a promise, gentle as a heartbeat, the kind of beauty you want to hold onto forever. A fragile glow in the dark, like the universe wrote a love letter across the sky.”
“The moon develops the imagination, as chemicals develop photographic images.”
Source: Norma Jean, the termite queen
“The moon did warn me
How shadows love to play
Tricks on eyes too willing to believe
Sending hearts into chaos and disarray”
Source: Simply Not Meant To Be: Maddy Kobar's 2014-2018 Poems
“The moon didn’t die every night to let the sun breathe. No. He disappeared willingly so he could plot his revenge for the day when the sun would bleed light no more.”
“The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.”
Source: Everyday Tao: Living with Balance and Harmony
“The moon does not look lonely because its light keeps it company. When lonely, let your thoughts keep you company.”
“The moon does not shine solely from the sky.”
Source: Delphine and the Silver Needle
“The moon does not simply disappear when we are not looking at it.”
“The moon does not think to be reflected, nor does the water think to reflect, in the Hirosawa Pond.”
“The moon doesn’t approve of the screaming in the cornfield.”
Source: Half-Off Ragnarok
“The moon doesn’t rush... it doesn’t compare... it doesn’t apologize. It simply follows its path and shines when it’s time.
There’s wisdom in that. Too often we measure our worth against timelines, comparisons, or opinions that have nothing to do with our truth.
The moon reminds us that light doesn’t need validation... it only needs space to shine.
So let yourself breathe... trust your timing... and honor your path. Like the moon, your light will always find a way through the night.”
“The moon doesn't have enough gravity to keep an atmosphere around it and some men doesn't have enough honour to keep God's angels around them!”
“The moon drinking into the night, and the bird singing in ecstasy is a mystery beyond sight. This is when the longing starts burning in your deep and the candle of your soul is aflame. This is the fire to alter you eternally.”
“The moon embalms me with her love and she kisses me good night. The nightingale sings her song of love when I take rest in the arms of darkness in the night!”
“The moon energy is ancient, and with it comes our elders’ insights. The silver lining to every lesson, a clarity of consciousness that can be the gift to even the darkest of passages.”
Source: Evolution of Goddess: A Modern Girl's Guide to Activating Your Feminine Superpowers
“The moon fascinates us in her simplicity.”
“The moon fled eastward like a frightened dove, while the stars changed their places in the heavens, like a disbanding army.
'Where are we?' asked Gil Gil.
'In France,' responded the Angel of Death. 'We have now traversed a large portion of the two bellicose nations which waged so sanguinary a war with each other at the beginning of the present century. We have seen the theater of the War of Succession. Conquered and conquerors both lie sleeping at this instant. My apprentice, Sleep, rules over the heroes who did not perish then, in battle, or afterward of sickness or of
old age. I do not understand why it is that below on earth all men are not friends? The identity of your misfortunes and your weaknesses, the need you have of each other, the shortness of your life, the spectacle of the grandeur of other worlds, and the comparison between them and your littleness, all this should combine to unite you in brotherhood, like the passengers of a vessel threatened with shipwreck. There, there is neither love, nor hate, nor ambition, no one is debtor or creditor, no one is great or little, no one is handsome or ugly, no one is happy or unfortunate. The same danger surrounds all and my presence makes all equal. Well, then, what is the earth, seen from this height, but a ship which is foundering, a city delivered up to an epidemic or a conflagration?'
'What are those ignes fatui which I can see shining in certain places on the terrestrial globe, ever since the moon veiled her light?' asked the young man.
'They are cemeteries. We are now above Paris. Side by side with every city, every town, every village of the living there is always a city, a town, or a village of the dead, as the shadow is always beside the body. Geography, then, is of two kinds, although mortals only speak of the kind which is agreeable to them. A map of all the cemeteries which there are on the earth would be sufficient indication of the political geography of your world. You would miscalculate, however, in regard to the population; the dead cities are much more densely populated than the living; in the latter there are hardly three generations at one time, while, in the former, hundreds of generations are often crowded together. As for the lights you see shining, they are phosphorescent gleams from dead bodies, or rather they are the expiring gleams of thousands of vanished lives; they are the twilight glow of love, ambition, anger, genius, mercy; they are, in short, the last glow of a dying light, of the individuality which is disappearing, of the being yielding back his elements to mother earth. They are - and now it is that I have found the true word - the foam made by the river when it mingles its waters with those of the ocean.' The Angel of Death paused. ("The Friend of Death")”
Source: Ghostly By Gaslight
“The Moon for all her light and grace
Has never learned to know her place.”
Source: The poetry of Robert Frost
“The moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding places.”
Source: Frankenstein
“The moon gives you light, and the bugles and the drums give you music, and my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love.”
Source: Civil War Poetry and Prose
“The moon glows on the river, wind rustles the pines.
Long night clear evening--what are they for?”
“The Moon-goddess Brizo (‘soother’) of Delos indistinguishable from Leto, may be identified with the Hyperborean Triple-goddess Brigit, who became Christianized to St. Brigit or St. Bede. Brigit was patroness of all the arts, and Apollo followed her example.”
Source: The Greek Myths 1
“The moon goddesses clap now, singing the Ghanaian adage, “The moon moves slowly, but it gets across the village.” From new to full, each takes a turn as a different phase of Luna. The heavenly bodies dance in the moonlight, singing your name. Tell them in their newness what desires you are calling in. Tell them in their fullness what blocks you are releasing.”
Source: African Goddess Initiation: Sacred Rituals for Self-Love, Prosperity, and Joy
“The moon grew full, then slowly pared itself down until it shriveled into a ghostly boat riding above the roiling dark. Then it fell out of the sky. They climbed into it, left land behind, and floated out to sea.”
Source: Song for the Basilisk
“The moon had risen behind him, the color of a shark's underbelly. It lit the ruined walls, and the skin of his arms and hands, with its sickly light, making him long for a mirror in which to study his face. Surely he'd be able to see the bones beneath the meat; the skull gleaming the way his teeth gleamed when he smiled. After all, wasn't that what a smile said? Hello, world, this is the way I'll look when the wet parts are rotted.”
“The moon had spread over everything a thin layer of silver - over the rank grass, over the mud, upon the wall of matted vegetation standing higher than the wall of a temple, over the great river I could see through a sombre gap glittering, glittering, as it flowed broadly by without a murmur. All this was great, expectant, mute, while the man jabbered about himself.”
Source: Heart of Darkness
“The moon had the old moon in her arms.”
Source: The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals
“The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.”
“The moon has become a dancer
at this festival of LOVE.”
“The moon has been loving us with her dreamy smile for billions of years, but still she is not tired.”
“the moon has consistently remained by my side in my darkest of times and when everyone left me to my nightmares, the sun has always been there to wake me up...”
“the moon has
different phases
during the month
she waxes and wanes
and on some nights
she hides from me
you too have
different phases
during the month
sometimes you are happy
sometimes you are sad
and sometimes you hide from me
and I keep waiting
for the moon and you”
“The Moon has given us months, tides and a destination that ever-beckons. It's time we build a rocket and go to stay.”
“The moon has major influence over us. Each phase represents new energy that we’re able to utilize in our personal lives.”
“The Moon has no light of its own, ANY light you see coming from the Moon is simply a reflection of the higher power shining on it, which is the Sun. If there were no Sun, the Moon would exist in utter darkness. I must be as the Moon, always realizing that without my Higher Power, I would have no light to reflect, I would know only darkness.”
“The moon has nothing to be sad about,
Staring from her hood of bone.
She is used to this sort of thing.
Her blacks crackle and drag.”
Source: Collected Poems
“The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.”
“The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.”