Category Archives: MAY

THE GEM 31 MAY 2017 : A good man may stumble 

Love is blind to blemishes and faults.

Source: A good man may stumble | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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THE GEM 30 MAY 2017 : “I swim in a sea of words. They flow around me and through me and, by a process that is not fully clear to me, some delicate hidden membrane draws forth the stuff that is the necessary condition of my life.” GERALDINE, BROOKS – The Boyer Lectures 2011 | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there”― Julia Gregson, East of the Sun

Source: “I swim in a sea of words. They flow around me and through me and, by a process that is not fully clear to me, some delicate hidden membrane draws forth the stuff that is the necessary condition of my life.” GERALDINE, BROOKS – The Boyer Lectures 2011 | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

THE GEM 29 MAY 2017 : Withdraw yourself from the never ending masquerade of life. Go within, there you will find your treasure.  ~ © Alison Stormwolf  | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

And, after all, what is a lie? ‘Tis but the truth in masquerade.Lord Byron.

Source: Withdraw yourself from the never ending masquerade of life. Go within, there you will find your treasure.  ~ © Alison Stormwolf  | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

THE GEM 27 MAY 2017 : “My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I’ll not be knowing, Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take, No matter where it’s going.” ― Edna St. Vincent Millay, The Selected Poetry | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

THE WHISTLE OF A TRAINThere’s something most exciting in the whistle of a train;It’s sighted in the distance and comes panting through the rain.

Source: “My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I’ll not be knowing, Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take, No matter where it’s going.” ― Edna St. Vincent Millay, The Selected Poetry | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

THE GEM 26 MAY 2017 : The follies of youth are food for repentance in old age. 

I’m an old woman now and nature is cruel-Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.The body is crumbled, grace and vigor depart,There is now a stone where I once had a heart,But inside this old carcass, a young girl still dwells,And now and again my battered heart swells,I remember the joy, I remember the pain,And I’m loving and living life over again.I think of the years all too few- gone too fast.

Source: The follies of youth are food for repentance in old age. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY