Monday, November 21, 2011

{Quote of the Week.}

"She knew, of course, that there was something about her that was different. But it was more like a friendly spirit than like anything that was a part of herself. She brought everything to it, and it answered her; happiness consisted of that backward and forward movement of herself. The something came and went, she never knew how. Sometimes she hunted for it and could not find it; again, she lifted her eyes from a book, or stepped out-of-doors, or wakened in the morning, and it was there-under her cheek, it usually seemed to be, or over her breast-a kind of warm sureness. And when it was there, everything was more interesting and beautiful, even people."-Willa Cather (Song of the Lark)
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2 comments:

  1. That's it. You need to come visit me in Ostend. And bring wellies. And I'll put on my red wellies with flowers.
    It's a plan :)

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  2. oh oh oh yes. and this picture is beyond lovely! xo

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