A Few Luminous Thoughts at Week's End

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
--Robert Frost

“You study, you learn, but you guard your original naivete. That naivete is within you as love is within the lover.”
--Henri Matisse

“To love is not a state; it is a direction.”
--Simone Weil