#garden

It may well be on such a night of clouds and cruel colors that there is brought forth upon the earth such a portent as a respectable poet. You say you are a poet of law; I say you are a contradiction in terms. I only wonder there were not comets and earthquakes on the night you appeared in this garden. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#comets #cruel-colors #earthquakes #garden #night

One of my favorite dialogue pieces from Black Creek Burning: “It was a polite, white lie,” Brie whispered. “I’ll have to remember you think that way,” Nathan said. ↗

— R.T. Wolfe

#black-creek-burning #gardening #murder #romantic-suspense #sweet

Tessa distinguished absolutely between pain observed and pain shared. Pain observed is journalistic pain. It's diplomatic pain. It's television pain, over as soon as you switch off your beastly set. Those who watch suffering and do nothing about it, in her book, were little better than those who inflicted it. They were the bad Samaritans. ↗

— John le Carre

#journalist

Once you understand this way, you will be able to make your room alive; you will be able to design a house together with your family; a garden for your children; places where you can work; beautiful terraces where you can sit and dream. ↗

— Christopher Alexander

#alive #beautiful #children #design #dream

Sunflowers for Sarita is a fast-paced, high caliber romantic suspense. I couldn't stop reading! ↗

— Mary Alice Monroe

#gardening #inspiration #romance #suspense #faith

The peace within and flowing from sacred spaces and architecture places is clothed in forgiveness, renunciation, and reconciliation. ↗

— Norris Brock Johnson

#japan #kyoto #temple #architecture

Only Esmeralda was not weeping. Instead she wore that wooden look that whites mistake for churlishenss or indifference. Woodrew knew it was neither. It was familiarity. This how real life is constituted, it said. This is grief and hatred and people hacked to death. This is the everyday we have known since we were born and you Wazungu have not. ↗

— John le Carré

#death

A gardin is where you can find a whole spectrum of life, birth and death ↗

— Tiffany Baker

#death #garden #gardening #life #death

Black Creek Burning: “It was a polite, white lie,” Brie whispered. “I’ll have to remember you think that way,” Nathan said. ↗

— R.T. Wolfe

#black-creek-burning #gardening #murder #romantic-suspense #sweet

A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#dreaming #flowers #gardens #les-miserables #thinking