To make this trivial world sublime, take half a gram of phanerothyme.
a mother-in-law's praise says more in a woman's favor than anything else in the world.
A parting is sadder than a death, Ma always said, for two people are dead to one another and yet go on living.
Mouths talk without authority sometimes.
a heart may be lifted up and cast down in the same moment, as sometimes sunshine comes while rain is falling and builds upward in the sky tall reaches of misty, unlikely beauty.
Pity makes a thin drink, indeed.
It wasn't a dance, but the complete absence of noise and movement, the silence, that brought me in contact with myself.
May we feel after Thee; still calling out in the darkness, as children waking in the night call "Father," so may we call out for God; and, at times, even if we do not hear Thy voice, may there be the form of a hand resting upon us, and that shall be enough; for we shall take hold of it, though it be in the dark, and it shall guide us to the growing light; for the day shall come, and the release and triumph.
Because of my unique experience as my mom's child, the beginning of my journey was more about me trying to figure out who I was on my own. My mom is one of the greatest moms and so supportive of all my siblings and of all of us being who we are, and not who she wanted us to be.
Legal immigration is a process. You learn everything about the people coming in. You find out how many of 'em are prone to vote Republican. You don't ask 'em this; you just learn.