Everything drops away, comes to be unimportant in the dark. It's like sleep almost. A freedom from self, from ugliness.
Josephine Winslow JohnsonAnd blessed are they who have learned the rhythms of the invisible clock whose hours and minutes are immense and soundless. The great clock of the seasons and the years, and the small clock of the intuition, whose timing is guided by the heart.
Josephine Winslow JohnsonThe earth was overwhelmed with beauty and indifferent to it, and I went with a heart ready to crack for its unbearable loveliness.
Josephine Winslow Johnson... love and fear increase together with a precision almost mathematical: the greater the love is then the greater the fear is.
Josephine Winslow JohnsonI cannot believe this is the end. Nor can I believe that death is more than the blindness of those living. And if this is only the consolation of a heart in its necessity, or that easy faith born of despair, it does not matter, since it gives us courage somehow to face the mornings. Which is as much as the heart can ask at times.
Josephine Winslow Johnson