Showing posts with label Victorian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Victorian. Show all posts
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
I am yours for everything
To Elizabeth Barrett Browning:
...would I, if I could, supplant one of any of the affections that I know to have taken root in you - that great and solemn one, for instance.
...would I, if I could, supplant one of any of the affections that I know to have taken root in you - that great and solemn one, for instance.
I feel that if I could get myself remade, as if turned to gold, I WOULD not even then desire to become more than the mere setting to that diamond you must always wear.
The regard and esteem you now give me, in this letter, and which I press to my heart and bow my head upon, is all I can take and all too embarrassing, using all my gratitude.
- Robert Browning
The regard and esteem you now give me, in this letter, and which I press to my heart and bow my head upon, is all I can take and all too embarrassing, using all my gratitude.
- Robert Browning
To Robert Browning:
And now listen to me in turn.
You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me
You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me
- my heart was full when you came here today.
Henceforward I am yours for everything.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Henceforward I am yours for everything.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Durmo ou não?
Durmo ou não? Passam juntas em minha alma
Coisas da alma e da vida em confusão,
Nesta mistura atribulada e calma
Em que não sei se durmo ou não.
Sou dois seres e duas consciências
Como dois homens indo braço-dado.
Sonolento revolvo omnisciências,
Turbulentamente estagnado.
Mas, lento, vago, emerjo de meu dois.
Disperto. Enfim: sou um, na realidade.
Espreguiço-me. Estou bem... Porquê depois,
De quê, esta vaga saudade?
-Fernando Pessoa
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
"Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfas?"
-Lewis Carroll
"While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit."
- Lewis Carroll
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Dignity
“When all this started, I asked myself, 'Am I going to withdraw from the world, like most people do, or am I going to live?' I decided I am going to live-or at least try to live-the way I want, with dignity, with courage, with humor, with composure”
- Mitch Albom
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
A Walk in the Park
It was a beautiful sunny day when Miss Lady Fox decided to go out for a walk.
She grabbed her hat and her purse and closed the door behind her.
"Thoughts come clearly while one walks" - she thought.
"The moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow."
Along the side walk she saw a lot of couples holding hands, with happiness in their eyes
She turned away her eyes and looked to the floor, holding her sadness inside her cheast
She was decided not to feel bad with herself in that sunny day,
So she swallowed her pride and looked straight forward
with a fake smile for everyone to see.
The Park was to her like a book: memories were left behind
like pages that have been already read.
But still she was willing to read them again, over and over,
until a new chapter started to emerge.
How could she explain that she needed to know that the trees were still there,
and the lake and the same sky...
Even though...He wouldn't be there anymore, underneath the same tree.
She knew it, but still she kept going to the same spot, were they once met.. long time ago.
"If you are willing to walk to seek, you shall find." - She said to herself.
And when she climbed the hill, towards the old tree, in that normal sunny day,
with her heart pounding like usual, with a glimmer of hope,
she actually found him and a new chapter finally begin.
- Me
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