November 30, 2013
"Young as she is, the stuff
Of her life is a great cargo, and some of it heavy:
I wish her a lucky passage."

— Richard Wilbur, The Writer

6:11pm
  
November 13, 2013
"Simpson I figured it out! I’m the color of creek sand and you’s the color of garden dirt! And the Indians, they’s the color of red clay! Doesn’t that make you wanna sing out! Everybody’s made out of dust. And God didn’t make you black to punish you for nothing. He didn’t make nobody nothing to punish them for nothing! He made everybody the color they is on account of that just happen to be the color He was standing on."

— Sudie (Sudie and Simpson)

November 4, 2013
"You know the thing about hope, how it sneaks up behind you when you’re sure everything’s in the toilet, and starts whispering to you that maybe, just maybe, things could turn around [well, they do and they will]."

Rules of the Road

9:38pm
Filed under: hope 
July 6, 2013
"Love doesn’t let us sit still. Love won’t let us be silent. Do the things that love demands of you."

— Unka Glen

October 19, 2012