“ She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live. ”
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
~ Annie Dillard
Spend the afternoon, you can't take it with you.
You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.
Could two live that way? Could two live under the wild rose, and explore by the pond, so that the smooth mind of each is as everywhere present to the other, and as received and as unchallenged, as falling snow?
