November 2009
7 posts
“There’s such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why...”
– - Anne of Green Gables
#12 b- Forget just Anne of the Island, I love the Anne books
“#13
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those...”
– - An Irish Airman Foresees His Death, by W. B. Yeats.
It’s my favourite poem ever.
#12 Anne of the Island
I love Anne of the Island. It may be me favourite book ever. Stories of studying and baking and spending time with friends. Anne is so extraordinary and familiar. A dear, old friend.
October 2009
10 posts
#8.
“I love the appearance of words on a page.
I love their shape and the patterns they make.
I feel them like pebbles in my mouth, I hear them like music in my head.
When I write, they are sculptures in my hands.”
- from “This is All: the Pillow Book of Cordelia Kenn”
#6 I love this poem
Márgarét, are you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves, líke the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Ah! ás the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By and by, nor spare a sigh Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; And yet you wíll weep and know why. Now no matter, child, the name: Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same. Nor mouth had, no...
#5. I love when a song is exactly the same as something I feel or something I have felt.
“And the seasons Will change us new Be the best I’ve known and you know me I could not be stuck on you If it were true I was sleeping My eyes were dark Til you woke me And told me that opening is just the start it was
Now I see you, til kingdom come You’re the one I want To...
“One thing life has taught me: if you are interested, you never have to look for...”
– -Eleanor Roosevelt.
(#3. I love learning about new things)
