Category Archives: quotations and poetry

Nothing here is promised, not one day

…We chase the melodies that seem to find us Until they’re finished songs and start to play When senseless acts of tragedy remind us That nothing here is promised, not one day. This show is proof that history remembers We lived through times when hate and fear seemed stronger; We rise and fall and light […]

Poetry is where we are ourselves

Poetry, I tell my students, is idiosyncratic. Poetry is where we are ourselves… Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner, overhear on the bus, God in the details, the only way to get from here to there. Poetry (and now my voice is rising) is not all love, love, love, and […]

Patience is as valuable as industry

Hurry is beside the point, useless, an obstruction. The thing is to be attentively present. To sit and wait is as important as to move. Patience is as valuable as industry. What is to be known is always there. When it reveals itself to you, or when you come upon it, it is by chance. […]

be prepared to bump into wonder

At every crossroad, be prepared  to bump into wonder. ~ James Broughton Yet another beauty I found on First Sip.  If I haven’t yet convinced you to read this blog, I don’t know what to say!!

you cannot turn away

“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit […]

everything is more complicated

Science has taught me that everything is more complicated than we first assume, and that being able to derive happiness from discovery is a recipe for a beautiful life. – Hope Jahren, Lab Girl

wresting wisdom and joy

Hope is an orientation, an insistence on wresting wisdom and joy from the endlessly fickle fabric of space and time. – Krista Tippett Thank you to Courtney Martin, in whose Twitter feed I found this gem.

who do what has to be done, again and again

The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy […]

Protect your time. Feed your inner life.

Be a good steward of your gifts. Protect your time. Feed your inner life. Avoid too much noise. Read good books, have good sentences in your ears. Be by yourself as often as you can. Walk. Take the phone off the hook. Work regular hours. ~Jane Kenyon, A Hundred White Daffodils Another beautiful piece found […]

the thing is

The Thing Is to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills […]