Mary Oliver
“Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.”
Mary Oliver
“He took the Who’s feast, he took the Who pudding,…
“YOU FEAR TO DIE?”It’s not that I don’t want… I…
“Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart,…
“To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning…
“The two hardest tests on the spiritual road are the…
“Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least…