“Creative people often feel highs of joy and lows of sorrow that others may never experience, and perhaps could not even handle if they did. Little wonder many outside the creative world mistake (or dismiss) eccentric responses of the spirit as weakness or mental illness. But in the end, these dismissive souls will never know what it is to be moved by tears by the beauty of rose or brought to joy by sunlight filtering through the leaves of spring or autumn. The creative walk in glades invisible to those outside their realms.” PeopleIfsKnowsWorldFeelsMayLittlesIdeasSoulEndsJoySpiritWalksMistakeWonderCreativityCreativeTearsSorrowSpringLowsWeaknessInnovationMovedRoseResponseIllnessInvisibleHandleMental IllnessRealmsAutumnSunlightCreative PeopleEccentric Author:Duncan Long
“Spirit of Beauty, whose sweet impulses, flung like rose of dawn across the sea, alone can flush the exalted consciousness with shafts of sensible divinity-light of the world, essential loveliness.” WorldLightSpiritConsciousnessBeautySeaSweetEssentialsRoseImpulseDawnDivinitySensibleExaltedLovelinessLight Of The World Book:Poems Source: Poems
“What is the mark of a Christian? That he be purified of all defilement of the flesh and of the spirit in the Blood of Christ, perfecting sanctification in the fear of God and the love of Christ, and that he have no blemish nor spot nor any such thing; that he be holy and blameless and so eat the Body of Christ and drink His Blood; for 'he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh judgement to himself.' What is the mark of those who eat the Bread and drink the Cup of Christ? That they keep in perpetual remembrance Him who died for us and rose again.” BodyChristianSpiritChristBloodDrinkHolyMarkDiedRoseFleshBreadSpotsCupsJudgementPerpetualRemembranceSacramentsSanctificationBody Of ChristBlamelessDefilement Author:Saint Basil
“Entrance into the Old Ways begins with the pricking of a finger with a rose thorn, which produces a drop of blood. This opens the way into the Thorned Path, a system, which uses five rose thorns to symbolize the five arts of Witchcraft that one should master. These arts are Herbalist, Fortune-Teller, Spirit Medium, Mystic, and Magician. We call mastering these aspects 'the gathered thorns' --thus the Thorned Path.” WayShouldArtUseSpiritPathFiveBloodProduceMastersAspectRoseFortuneFingersMediumsMagicianWitchcraftMysticThornsEntrancesOld WaysFortune Teller Author:Raven Grimassi
“Praying is another way of singing.You plant in the tree the soul of lemons.You plant in the gardens the spirit of roses.” WaySoulSpiritTreePrayingSingingGardenRosePlantAnother WayLemons Book:Goodbye, Twentieth Century: An Autobiography Source: Goodbye, Twentieth Century: An Autobiography
“In Heaven's happy bowers There blossom two flowers, One with fiery glow And one as white as snow; While lo! before them stands, With pale and trembling hands, A spirit who must choose One, and one refuse.” TwoHandsSpiritHeavenWhiteFlowerRoseRefuseSnowPaleTremblingFieryTrembling Hands Book:Lyrics Source: Lyrics
“As the moths around a taper, As the bees around a rose, As the gnats around a vapour, So the spirits group and close Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose.” IfsSpiritGroupsChildhoodHolyRoseDrinkingRoundsBeesReposeMothsGnatsVapour Book:Poems Source: Poems
“On the first of May, with my comrades of the catechism class, I laid lilac, chamomile and rose before the altar of the Virgin, and returned full of pride to show my blessed posy. My mother laughed her irreverent laugh and, looking at my bunch of flowers, which was bringing the may-bug into the sitting-room right under the lamp, she said: Do you suppose it wasn't already blessed before?” FirstsMaySaidShowsSpiritMotherReligionSpiritualityRoomsClassLaughingFlowerPrideSittingBlessedRoseBunchLaughedGardeningVirginsBugsLampsAltarsComradeLilacIrreverentCatechismPosies Author:Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
“And then the rose-border. What intensity in those odorous buds of the Bon Silene, making the very spirit bound as though a message had reached it from heaven. And the verbena bed is compassed with fitful fragrance. Even the pansies, with their dewy eyes, are ready to rival the violets now.... Nor must the purple buds of the calycanthus be forgotten. 'Sweet-scented shrub' indeed; for let me hide but a single one of these in some fold of my dress, and the spices of Araby will float around me till the evening.” EyeSpiritHeavenReadySweetBedMessagesLet MeDressesRoseBoundsForgottenEveningBordersIntensityVioletPurpleFloatsFragranceRivalsFoldsSpicesBudPansiesShrubsSpirit Bound Author:Sarah Smiley