Ph : Marc Lagrange
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The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.
– Clarissa Pinkola Estés –
Ph : Marc Lagrange
Beauty that pleases the eye is a frail, fleeting illusion. But that beauty capable of pleasing the heart can endure endlessly.
– Richelle E. Goodrich – Smile Anyway
Ph : Marc Lagrange
Beauty that pleases the eye is a frail, fleeting illusion. But that beauty capable of pleasing the heart can endure endlessly.
– Richelle E. Goodrich – Smile Anyway
Ph : Marc Lagrange
…you are not what you seem – you’re a Sylph – you leave and the air retains your image – you haunt me…
– John Geddes – A Familiar Rain
Ph : Marc Lagrange
Me miserable! Which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep,
Still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
– John Milton – Paradise Lost
Ph : Marc Lagrange
The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
the thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
whosecharms were broken if revealed.
– Charlotte Brontë –
Ph : Marc Lagrange
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