the best things in life are always the most elusive — they are the things that we must chase, the things that push us to our limits; challenge our character; shake us to the very core of our being; and they are, ultimately, the things that define us. not because they evade our grasp, but [...]
always there lurked the fear that one’s own view of truth was merely a small window in a small house. (t. wilder)
i believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. (w. whitman)
between the wish and the thing, life lies waiting. i wish you all the joy that you can wish. and then some. happy twenty-eight, little sis.
a page from my journal dated eight years ago today: i still can’t find the words.
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