I 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 JohnsonLord make me satisfied with small things. Make me content to live on the outside of life. God make me love the rind!
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 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 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