– Vern Jocque – Sei Shin Kan.
After three days men grow weary, of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy.
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
Category Archives: WEARY
Having regrets is the only sign that you’ve done anything interesting with your life.
Lisa Kleypas, Secrets of a Summer Night
foto – sunrise raleigh nsw jan 2013
SUMMER
I am weary,
Weary of bracing myself
against the sun’s hot hand;
I am weary, and I dream of cool places . . . .
I see a grassy couch
Under a canopy of leaves;
A reedy river murmurs by,
Crooning an old, old melody
Tuned to a long-forgotten scale,
Made when the world was young.
Rolled to the river’s edge the hills lie fast asleep;
Pale stars slip o’er their ledge and sink into the deep:
Down in the deep they sink to slumbrous peace,
Down in the deep they drink the water of peace;
In the quiet deep they quench their fires in sleep
And drown in a cool green dream.
The sun insists his burning hand upon my head;
I am weary, and I dream of cool places.
Louis Lavater
1867 – 1953
There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread. ― Mahatma Gandhi
“Upon the hearth the fire is red,
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet,
Still round the corner we may meet
A sudden tree or standing stone
That none have seen but we alone.
Tree and flower, leaf and grass,
Let them pass! Let them pass!
Hill and water under sky,
Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the Moon or to the Sun.
Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,
Let them go! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and dell,
Fare you well! Fare you well!
Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Then world behind and home ahead,
We’ll wander back to home and bed.
Mist and twilight, cloud and shade,
Away shall fade! Away shall fade!
Fire and lamp and meat and bread,
And then to bed! And then to bed!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien
A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship. J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
“It is better to be alone, she figures, than to be with someone who can’t see who you are. It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people.
She will not be simple and sweet. She will not be what people tell her to be. That Bunny Rabbit is dead.”
E. Lockhart, The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks
THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY 