Words for October

My front yard, October 26th, 2015
My front yard,
October 26th, 2015

LIFE & ART:

“There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it.“

Gustave Flaubert

Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE.”
Joss Whedon

Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.“—Simone Weil 

“You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.”
James Baldwin

LONDON:

All my life I’ve wanted to see London. […] I wanted to see London the way old people want to see home before they die.”
Helene Hanff,The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street

London – beautiful, immortal London – has never been a ‘city’ in the simplest sense of the word. It was, and is, a living, breathing thing, a stone leviathan that harbours secrets underneath its scales. It guards them covetously, hiding them deep within its body; only the mad or the worthy can find them.”
Samantha Shannon, The Mime Order

“Nothing is certain in London but expense.” –William Shenstone