“Sorrow is so woven through us, so much a part of our souls, or at least any understanding of our souls that we are able to attain, that every experience is dyed with its color. This is why, even in moments of joy, part of that joy is the seams of ore that are our sorrow. They burn darkly and beautifully in the midst of joy, and they make joy the complete experience that it is. But they still burn.” StillsSoulMomentsAbleJoyUnderstandingColorSorrowMidstWoven Author:Christian Wiman
“Only when human sorrows are turned into a toy with glaring colors will baby people become interested - for a while at least. The people are a very fickle baby that must have new toys every day.” PeopleHumansColorBabySorrowToysFickleNew Toys Book:Anarchy and the Sex Question: Essays on Women and Emancipation, 1896–1926 Source: Anarchy and the Sex Question: Essays on Women and Emancipation, 1896–1926