Thursday, July 09, 2009
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I never saw a wild thing Sorry for itself.
D.H. LawrencePreserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reveries.
Ellen Glasgow
Dying is a wild night and a new road.
Emily DickinsonI saw a star flame in the sky, I heard a wild bird sing, And down where all the forest stirred Another answering. All suddenly I felt the gleam That made my faith revive: Ah, God, it takes such simple things To keep the soul alive.
Harold Vinal
Love is not getting, but giving, not a wild dream of pleasure, and madness of desire . . . it is goodness, and honor, and peace and pure living.
Henry van DykeThe mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.
Katherine Mansfield
Wildness can be a way of reassuring ourselves of our sanity as creatures, a part of the geography of hope.
Wallace Stenger
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