A self is not something static, tied up in a pretty parcel and handed to the child, finished and complete. A self is always becoming.

Madeleine L’Engle

“What happens when people open their hearts?”
“They get better.”

Haruki Murakami

<<>>

Heloise Christa, Sculptor

Wait.
Don’t go too early.
You’re tired. But everyone’s tired.
But no one is tired enough.
Only wait a while and listen.
Music of hair,
Music of pain,
music of looms weaving all our loves again.
Be there to hear it, it will be the only time,
most of all to hear,
the flute of your whole existence,
rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion.

Galway Kinnell

A lesser moustache, under the impact of that quick, agonised expulsion of breath, would have worked loose at the roots.

P.D. Wodehouse

At the heart of every being lies creation’s dream of a principle that will one day give organic form to its fragmented treasures.

Pierre Tielhard de Jardin