The Divine Image :

To Mercy Pity Peace and Love,
All pray in their distress:
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.

For Mercy Pity Peace and Love
Is God our father dear:
And Mercy Pity Peace and Love,
Is Man his child and care.

For Mercy has a human heart
Pity, a human face:
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.

Then every man, of every clime
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine
Love Mercy Pity Peace.

And all must love the human form,
In heathen, turk or jew.
Where Mercy, Love & Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.

William Blake, The Divine Image

J'aime mes amis :

Me: "What I love about you is that you have no shame in taking pictures of yourself."
Jenny: "No, no shame. No shame at all."

Amy: "Voici ma petite Amelie, si vous laissez passe cette chance, alors avec le temps, c'est votre coeur qui va deviner sec et cassant que mon squelette. Alors allez y, nom d'un chien!"
Me: "Je t'aime! Vous etes belle!"
Amy: "Merci beucoup, ma chere!"

Charlie Byrd, The Duck :

This is what my days sounds like today.

Word of the day :

rutilant: glowing or glittering with ruddy or golden light

What a beautiful meaning!

Anne :

"I can't keep that up: if I'm watched to that extent, I start by getting snappy, then unhappy, and finally I twist my heart found again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and what I could be if...there weren't any other people living in the world."

- Anne Frank

Teachings from a teacher :

"I always pray, 'God, you already know the answer. Help me to live into the answer, and give me strength to bear the uncertainty."


“God, show me this person not as I see them but as you see them. Help me to be for them what I am called by you to be. Remove from me my fears and my selfish desires, and show me how to love them as you love them.”


“God will rarely say to us 'stand still', 'be still', or 'sit still' unless He is going to do something.”

Amélie :

"So, my little Amélie, you don't have bones of glass. You can take life's knocks. If you let this chance pass, eventually, your heart will become as dry and brittle as my skeleton. So, go get him, for Pete's sake!"