““You can’t pick out the pieces and leave the rest. Being part of the whole thing, that’s the blessing.””
"You can’t pick out the pieces and leave the rest. Being part of the whole thing, that’s the blessing."
- Natalie Babbitt
Connection to Earth
"The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone."
- Natalie Babbitt
Reflection
"The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color."
- Natalie Babbitt
Reflection
"The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone."
- Natalie Babbitt
Reflection
"The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, lke the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone."
- Natalie Babbitt
Reflection
"He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has."
- Epictetus
Contentment
"Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there someday."
- A. A. Milne
Contentment
"Small is not just a stepping stone. Small is a great destination itself."
- Jason Fried
Contentment
"The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing."
Contentment
"As for you, you will join your ancestors in peace and be buried after a good long life."
Contentment