"For us, our house is not insentient matter—it has a heart, and a soul, and eyes to see us with; and approvals, and solicitudes, and deep sympathies; it is of us, and we are in its confidence, and live in its grace and in the peace of its benediction. We never come home from an absence that its face does not light up and speak out its eloquent welcome—and we can not enter it unmoved."
—Mark Twain, 1896
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Friday, January 7, 2011

Journal entry



I was talking to myself about you the other day,
we were wondering what became of you. *


 

Picture:
Spirit of the Forest, Odilon Redon, 1880, charcoal and chalk
The Woodner Family collection, New York

*Friend Owl, Bambi 1942
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