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
“I prefer to be true to myself, even at the…
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder…
“YOU FEAR TO DIE?”It’s not that I don’t want… I…
“It takes less time to do a thing right, than…
“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is…
“It is far more comforting to think God listened and…