“I have a big passion about civil rights for everyone - whoever is being downtrodden at the moment, it doesn't matter: racial discrimination or sexual orientation or gender. Whatever it is, I'm there. I think I was a born civil rights activist. I can't stand the smashing of a community. It's not fair and it's not right.” ThinkingI CanMatterMomentsBigsPassionBornCommunityRightsFairsGenderDiscriminationCivil RightsActivistOrientationNot FairRacial DiscriminationSmashingDowntrodden Author:Pauley Perrette
“When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden before anyone is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness. In this hour divinely fresh and still, the fair face of every flower salutes me with a silent joy. . . . All the cares, perplexities, and griefs of existence, all the burdens of life slip from my shoulders and leave me with the heart of a little child that asks nothing beyond the present moment of innocent bliss.” HeartChildrenLittlesStillsMomentsCareFacesJoyAsksHoursPerfectGriefExistenceMorningFlowerFairsGardenSilentBurdenShouldersInnocentBlissAwakePresent MomentSlipsLeaving MeSalutePerplexityPerfect HappinessBurdens Of Life Author:Celia Thaxter
“You cannot hammer a girl into anything. She grows as a flower does, she will wither without sun; she will decay in her sheath as a narcissus will if you do not give her air enough; she might fall and defile her head in dust if you leave her without help at some moments in her life; but you cannot fetter her; she must take her own fair form and way if she take any.” IfsWayGivingDoeEnoughMomentsHelpingMightFormFallGirlGrowsGrowthSunAirFlowerFairsDustDecayHammersFettersNarcissus Book:Essays and Letters Selected from the Writings of John Ruskin Source: Essays and Letters Selected from the Writings of John Ruskin
“I am certain I have not a right feeling towards women -- at this moment I am striving to be just to them, but I cannot. Is it because they fall so far beneath my boyish imagination? When I was a schoolboy I thought a fair woman a pure Goddess; my mind was a soft nest in which some one of them slept, though she knew it not.” MindMomentsFeelingsCertainFallWomenImaginationPureFairsStriveGoddessNestsBoyish Book:Selected Letters Source: Selected Letters