Little Miss Inside The Grass

One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead. -Oscar Wilde

“Travelling is a fool's paradise. We owe to our first journeys the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern Fact, the sad self, unrelenting identical that I fled from.”

What, if not transformation, is your urgent command?

A broken heart — that grief of love — is always love’s true destination. link

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn’t live boldly enough, that they didn’t invest enough heart, didn’t love enough. Nothing else really counts at all. - Ted Hughes in a letter to his 24-year-old son, Nicolas