Sarah Mable

Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men. Now, women forget all those things they don’t want to remember and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less travelled by, And that has made all the difference.

A glorious winter morning - very bright but cold - with a glass blue sky.

Love wishes to be know, completely understood and shared. It has no secrets; nothing that would keep apart and hide. It walks in sunlight, open-eyed and calm, in smiling welcome and in sincerity so simple and so obvious it cannot be misunderstood.

Simplicity of Words

Simplicity of Words

Simplicity of Words

Simplicity of Words

Simplicity of Words

Simplicity of Words