We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow. – In Memoriam, Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Category Archives: Literature
The Most Perfect of Games
Baseball is the most perfect of games, solid, true, pure and precious as diamonds…That’s why they say the game is never over until the last man is out. Colors can change, lives can alter, anything is possible in this gentle, flawless, loving game. – W.P. Kinsella
Grief Divided
Grief divided is made lighter. – English Proverb
The Picture of the Mind
And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again. – William Wordsworth
I Closed My Eyes
I closed my eyes and spoke to you in a thousand, silent ways. – Rumi