Listen to your life,
see it for the fathomless mystery it is.
In the boredom and pain of it
no less than the excitement and gladness:
touch, taste, smell your way
to the holy and hidden heart of it,
because, in the last analysis,
all moments are key moments,
and life itself is grace.
Frederick Buechner, Now and Then: A Memoir of Vocation
In the largest sense, every work of art is protest. …
A lullaby is a propaganda song and any three-year-old knows it. …
A hymn is a controversial song —
sing one in the wrong church: you'll find out. …
Pete Seeger, 1968 interview
The art of living can be defined
as the ability to live the ordinary
in an extraordinary way
and the live the extraordinary
in an ordinary way.
I’ve found that the ordinary things
are the important things.
Helen Luke
Each autumn they come calling
and threaten to remain.
It really is appalling
to hear their old refrain:
All would be clear,
and cares would never haunt,
if we lived here,
somewhere in Vermont.
Life’s likely to go better,
sighs the city chorus,
lived in a homespun sweater
closer to the forest.
The world we know
is too much to confront.
It’s time to go
somewhere in Vermont.
Perhaps it is this season
of blazing death and frost,
and spring’s eternal treason,
that has us count the cost.
Life’s a bargain
you can’t afford to flaunt,
on sale again
somewhere in Vermont.
It’s no difference if they come –
unless I’m very wrong –
given what they’re running from,
they won’t be here for long.
Where skies are blue,
and life is free from want,
So you come too,
somewhere in Vermont.
In 900 years of time and space,
I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.
The Doctor, Doctor Who, Season 6, Christmas Special