The Birthing of Art
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Georgia O’Keeffe:
I don't see why we ever think of what others think of what we do ~ no matter who they are. Isn't it enough just to express yourself?

You may choose to look the other way but you can never say again that you did not know.

🍂William Wilberforce

When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.

🍂Rumi

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

🍂Eleanor Roosevelt

You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby.
But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.

🍂Margery Williams Bianco

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Kahlil Gibran

“Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?”

🍂Friedrich Nietzsche

We do not want merely to see beauty... we want something else which can hardly be put into words- to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it. That is why we have peopled air and earth and water with gods and goddesses, and nymphs and elves.

🍂C.S. Lewis

You, you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night...You—only you—will have stars that can laugh.
The Little Prince

Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments. Maybe a whole day is just too much to ask. I could choose to believe that in every day, in all things, no matter how dark and ugly, there are shards of beauty if I look for them.

🍂Anna White

a midnight sky croons
ancient lullabies
cradled moonbeams
spill upon my lap
an azure melody

🍂Paula Lietz

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.

🍂Charlotte Bronte