"I love you to pieces, distraction, etc."
It is the useless things that make life worth living and that make life dangerous too: wine, love, art, beauty. Without them life is safe, but not worth bothering with.
When you reach for the stars, you are reaching for the farthest thing out there. When you reach deep into yourself, it is the same thing, but in the opposite direction. If you reach in both directions, you will have spanned the universe.
Are we fallen angels who didn’t want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?
One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one’s head back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvellous unknown things happen until the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun - which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands of years. One knows it for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillneess slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then somethime the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure ; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true ; and sometimes a look in someone’s eyes.
I’ll marry a person who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which.