in mad people fear goes on constantly, night and day, wearing one ditch in the mind that all thoughts must travel in.
Josephine Winslow JohnsonThere is 'a time to be born' - and born again, free of accumulated, encrusted sores of fears and prejudices, old hates, of cancerous wounds, old prides. And there is a time to die - a time for the blue, unburied child of our young years to be decently interred - and to get on with the living.
Josephine Winslow JohnsonEverything drops away, comes to be unimportant in the dark. It's like sleep almost. A freedom from self, from ugliness.
Josephine Winslow Johnson