Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
At first, the three of us drew back when she tried to hug us, to take us on her lap. Tolitha stroked our hair and faces. She kissed us until we purred like cats. She praised us in songs of her own…
As much love, so much perception. As caloric to matter, so is love to mind; so it enlarges, and so it empowers it. Good-will makes insight, as one finds his way to the sea by embarking on a river. I have seen scores of people who …
How many persons we meet in houses, whom we scarcely speak to, whom yet we honor, and who honor us! How many we see in the street, or sit with in church, whom, though silently, we warmly rejoice to be with! Read the language of these wandering eyebeams…
The French call this flower “Marguerite,” and they say that the little daisy can prophesy. Lovers pluck off the petals, and as they pluck each petal, they ask, “Does he or she love me, or does she not? — Ardently? Distractedly? Very much? A little? Not at all?” and so on. Every one speaks these words in his own…
