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moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.
Goodness, in their opinion, was not a virtue but merely spinelessness and fear disguised as humility.
“That’s why language was invented. Otherwise, we’d all be like dogs, sniffing each other to find out where we stood.”
window well,
Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Add pepper to your mashed potatoes. Plant roses and lavender, for luck. Fall in love whenever you can.
Cotton Mather
John Hathorne,
