... freshness trembles beneath the surface of Everyday, a joy perpetual to all who catch its opal lights beneath the dust of habit.
Freya StarkFew - very few - of our attainments are so profound that they are valid for always; even if they are so, they need adjustment, a straightening here, a loosening there, like an old garment to be fitted to the body.
Freya StarkFrom love one can only escape at the price of life itself; and no lessening of sorrow is worth exile from that stream of all things human and divine.
Freya Stark