Last Night’s Storm

June 30, 2012


“But dying’s part of the wheel, right there next to being born. You can’t pick out the pieces you like and leave the rest. Being part of the whole thing, that’s the blessing.”
― Natalie Babbitt

Hobo Dinner

June 29, 2012

hobo dinner

“In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.”
― Isaac Marion


June 29, 2012


“What wonderful thing didn’t start out scary?”
― Isaac Marion

The Little

June 29, 2012


“We are where we are, however we got here. What matters is where we go next.”
― Isaac Marion

Boys on a Ladder

June 29, 2012

ladder boys

“These people have learned not from books, but in the fields, in the wood, on the river bank. Their teachers have been the birds themselves, when they sang to them, the sun when it left a glow of crimson behind it at setting, the very trees, and wild herbs.”
― Anton Chekhov

Tobe’s Toes

June 29, 2012

tobe laddrer

“…and with a burning pain in my heart I realized how unnecessary, how petty, and how deceptive all that had hindered us from loving was. I understood that when you love you must either, in your reasonings about that love, start from what is highest, from what is more important than happiness or unhappiness, sin or virtue in their accepted meaning, or you must not reason at all.”
― Anton Chekhov


June 28, 2012


“We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.”
― Anton Chekhov


June 28, 2012


“But I being poor, have only my dreams. I lay them at your feet…Tread softly; for you tread on my dreams.”
― John Keats


June 28, 2012


“I have been astonished that men could die martyrs
for their religion–
I have shuddered at it,
I shudder no more.
I could be martyred for my religion.
Love is my religion
and I could die for that.
I could die for you.”
― John Keats


June 28, 2012


“They used to dream of steamer trunks and hounds with heirloom markings and lives that were both ever-changing and constant. Lives like forge fires.”
― Kevin Moffett