Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Places where the light & rain get in with no regard for your virtues or reputation.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it – don’t cheat with it.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Strum
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
They came to sit & dangle their feet off the edge of the world & after awhile they forgot everything but the good & true things they would do someday.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Everybody should have his personal sounds to listen for - sounds that will make him exhilarated and alive or quiet and calm.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Spice it up
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
So you enjoy living in the light, with happiness and stillness.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
If you don't like what you're doing, you can always pick up your needle and move to another groove.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
... Make my words today sweet and tender, for tomorrow I may have to eat them.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
One is the loneliest number.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Window seat
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
... Softly and still it grows and grows, petal by petal, leaf by leaf.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
The vision must be followed by the venture. It’s not enough to stare up the steps – we must step up the stairs.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Run mad as often as you choose, but do not faint.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Clang
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Leave the light on
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Where there's tea there's hope.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Adumbration
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
This is a box filled with all the time in the world & most people are amazed it fits in such a small space.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Sit in reverie, and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Entangled
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong:
Painted Liquid