Let me enjoy this late-summer day of my heart while the leaves are still green and I won’t look so close as to see that first tint of pale yellow slowly creep in. I will cease endless running and then look to the sky and ask the sun to embrace me and then hope she won’t tell of tomorrows less long than today. Let me spend just this time in the slow-cooling glow of warm afternoon light and I’d think I will still have the strength for just one more last fling of my heart.
~ John Bohrn, Late August
We are not the same person this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
~ W. Somerset Maugham
The more I can love everything — the trees, the land, the water, my fellow men, women, and children, and myself — the more health I am going to experience and the more of myself I am going to be.
~ Carl Simonton
Life just seems so full of connections. Most of the time we don’t even pay attention to the depth of life. We only see flat surfaces.
~ Colin Neenan
It is not likely that posterity will fall in love with us, but not impossible that it may respect or sympathize; so a man would rather leave behind him the portrait of his spirit than a portrait of his face.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson Continue reading “Portraits of sunflowers”