“Like drugs and alcohol, stairs take you up and stairs bring you down. Stairs are neither in one place nor another. They bridge the vertical. Stairs have no allegiance. Stairs live in a private world of the abstruse and mystical. Don’t thrust them. More people die falling down stairs than on airplanes.”
― Chloe Thurlow
11/30/16
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“Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig–and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
Taken at an Estate sale. I wonder how long since that dress was worn, what happened to the marriage, what happened to that couple since those vows were said on that special day sometime long ago.
Part of my Americana series.
12/4/16
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“She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness. Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods. The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers – stern and wild ones – and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.” Chapter XVIII, ‘A Flood of Sunshine’
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
1/2/17
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12/16/16
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“The man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend”
― Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception
11-26-16
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There is such a thing in old cemeteries, that desire us to walk, as if the souls interred there wanted to teach us to lessons they had learned . But caught up in the here and now, we can not even take the time to read the headstones.
1/1/17
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What was behind the door? We never knew, because the key and the knowledge to unlock it had been lost long before.
12/23/16
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“Choose a leader who will invest in building bridges, not walls. Books, not weapons. Morality, not corruption. Intellectualism and wisdom, not ignorance.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem
12/4/16
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What happened to the Wizard of Oz’s giant head, when he no longer needed it. I’ll tell you what, it had its own series of adventures. Everyone paid so much attention to that Dorothy girl, that they never noticed the head rolling off on it’s own.
Village Gate Square
12/8/16
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A stair can be an extension of a closet. If you trust your neighbors or neighborhood you can put all kinds of things on a stair, particularly it they are wide enough. I once had a stair in an apartment that went nowhere, and was a perfect place to serve as a bookshelf.
11/30/16
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