The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Monday, November 30, 2015
Monday, November 23, 2015
Your Reward
And he writhed inside
at what seemed the cruelty
and unfairness of the demand.
He had not yet learned that if you do one good deed
your reward is usually to do
another and harder and better one.
- C.S. Lewis
Monday, November 16, 2015
The Heroine's Couch
And now I may dismiss my heroine to the sleepless couch,
which is the true heroine's portion -
to a pillow strewd with thorns and wet with tears.
- Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
which is the true heroine's portion -
to a pillow strewd with thorns and wet with tears.
- Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
Monday, November 9, 2015
Monday, November 2, 2015
In the Shadow of the Black Horse
The Lord's mercy often rides to the door of our heart
upon the black horse of affliction.
- Charles Spurgeon
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