A Journal

“A Journal. – a book that shall contain a record of all your joy – your extacy”.

H.D.Thoreau 13 Jul 1852 in his journal.

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Gift for making lemonade

“Why hadn’t I realized how much of what I thought of as love was simply my own highly developed gift for making lemonade? What failure of imagination had caused me to forget that life was full of other possibilities, including the possibility that eventually I would fall in love again?”

Nora Ephron

 

How to get there, from here……

Blaise at 4am from Manhattan, KS:

Alice: “Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”

That depends a good deal on where you want to get to”, said the Cat

“I don’t much care where—————“, said Alice.

“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go”, said the Cat.

My addition:

Alice:  But it’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”

searching for happiness…

“If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double dahlias in his garden.  He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar button that has rolled under the radiator”.

 

W. Beran Wolfe

She learned romance……..

“She had been forced into prudence in her youth.
She learned romance as she grew older——
the natural sequence of an unnatural beginning”.

Jane Austen

She loved

Inscription on a bench in the Myakka River State Park:

FOR ANNIE,

SHE LOVED BIRDS

SHE LOVED US

SHE LOVED

epitaph

6 hours ago on his wall:

"Earn your epitaph or one will be provided for you."

                                             Blaise Morgan

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