“Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows. As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.” NeedsWellsLooksRunningDesireHouseSpaceLaughingDoorsSkyColdInvolvedFitJokesWindowBlowHeatNerves Author:Aimee Bender
“Look to the lilies how they grow! 'Twas thus the Saviour said, that we, Even in the simplest flowers that blow, God's ever-watchful care might see.” LooksSaidMightCareGrowsFlowerBlowSimplestSaviourLiliesConfidence In God Book:The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir [Delta] Source: The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir [Delta]
“I walked slowly out on the beach. A few yards below high-water mark I stopped and read the words again: WRITE YOUR WORRIES ON THE SAND. I let the paper blow away, reached down and picked up a fragment of shell. Kneeling there under the vault of the sky, I wrote several words, one above the other. Then I walked away, and I did not look back. I had written my troubles on the sand. The tide was coming in.” WritingLooksWaterWorryWrittenTroubleSkyPaperMarkAdversityDown AndBlowBeachSandTidesShellsYardsFragmentsVaultsKneeling Author:Arthur Gordon Webster
“I've been around for almost 10 years in the game but somehow I still look like I'm like on my second or third album or something. So it's good cause it doesn't blow up my age.” YearsLooksStillsAgeGamesCausesThirdsBlowAlbumsGood Causes Author:Fabolous