To mention a loved object, a person, or a place to someone else is to invest that object with reality.
Anne Morrow LindberghI am very fond of the oyster shell. It is humble and awkward and ugly. It is slate-colored and unsymmetrical. Its form is not primarily beautiful but functional. I make fun of its knobbiness. Sometimes I resent its burdens and excrescences. But its tireless adaptability and tenacity draw my astonished admiration and sometimes even my tears. And it is comfortable in its familiarity, its homeliness, like old garden gloves when have molded themselves perfectly to the shape of the hand. I do not like to put it down. I will not want to leave it.
Anne Morrow LindberghNothing feeds the center of being so much as creative work. The curtain of mechanization has come down between the mind and the hand.
Anne Morrow LindberghWho is not afraid of pure space - that breathtaking empty space of an open door?
Anne Morrow LindberghIt is a difficult lesson to learn today-to leave one's friends and family and deliberately practice the art of solitude for an hour or a day or a week. And yet, once it is done, I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh