#loom

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast. ↗

— Friedrich Schiller

#feast #fits #gloomy #guest

Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#fruit #gone #our #thereof

In the streets through which we passed, I must own the houses in general struck me as if they were dark and gloomy, and yet at the same time they also struck me as prodigiously great and majestic. ↗

— Karl Philipp Moritz

#dark #general #gloomy #great #houses

Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest. ↗

— Mike Norton

#bare #bloom #creative #creativity #cultivate

If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even in a muddy pond, beautiful and strong. ↗

— Masaru Emoto

#beautiful #bloom #disappointed #discover #here

God in His infinite wisdom blessed humans with redundant tongues: one to outfit the mouth for speech. And a mother tongue to give it meaning... Though it wags out such inconceivable beauty, attached to the mother tongue lies one much maligned woman. ↗

— David B. Lentz

#bostoniad #david-b-lentz #mother-tongue #beauty

He lived in chambers that had once belonged to his deceased partner. They were a gloomy suite of rooms, in a lowering pile of building up a yard, where it had so little business to be, that one could scarcely help fancying it must have run there when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other houses, and forgotten the way out again. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#business

THE TIME CAME WHEN THE RISK IT TOOK TO REMAIN TIGHT IN THE BUD BECAME MORE PAINFUL THAN THE RISK IT TOOK TO BLOOM''... ↗

— Anais Nin

#courage #risk #time #courage

The past, present, and future, were all equally in gloom. ↗

— Jane Austen

#gloom #past #present #equality

I can't be expected to produce deathless prose in an atmosphere of gloom and eucalyptus. ↗

— Gerald Durrell

#eucalyptus #gloom #prose #family