Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts

Thursday, February 23, 2012

A fascination with reflections

Just thought I'd share a few photos from the past few months with you today--Reflection photos. I am fascinated by how images and light are reflected in our surroundings, be they water, ice, smooth walls, windows, or glass generally. Some of these are from the late summer and some from the current winter. Enjoy.

The man in the puddle

Reflections in the ice

Double vision

Reflections and empty shelves


The life around us, reflected in a glass

Friday, December 2, 2011

What Ellen Glasgow said


Ellen Glasgow (1873 - 1945) was an American novelist from Virginia who wrote about the changing world of the contemporary south, and these are some of her wise sayings. 

·         All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.
·         Doesn't all experience crumble in the end to mere literary material?
·         He knows so little and knows it so fluently.
·         I waited and worked, and watched the inferior exalted for nearly thirty years; and when recognition came at last, it was too late to alter events, or to make a difference in living.
·         Mediocrity would always win by force of numbers, but it would win only more mediocrity.
·         No idea is so antiquated that it was not once modern. No idea is so modern that it will not someday be antiquated.
·         No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book.
·         The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.
·         Nothing in life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it.
·         What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens.
·         Nothing is more consuming, or more illogical, than the desire for remembrance.



Interesting viewpoint from Charles Bukowski

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