Old Song Quotes (page 4)
Long after Pacifiique's gay whistle had faded into the phantom of music and then into silence far up under the maples of Lover's Lane Anne stood under the willows, tasting the poignant sweetness of life when some great dread has been removed from it. The morning was a cup filled with mist and glamor. In the corner near her was a rich surprise of new-blown, crystal-dewed roses. The trills and trickles of song from the birds in the big tree above her seemed in perfect accord with her mood. A...
L. M. Montgomery
Life's an act of magic, too. Claire Hamill sings a line in one of her songs that really sums it up for me: 'If there's no magic, there's no meaning.' Without magic- or call it wonder, mystery, natural wisdom- nothing has any depth. It's all just surface. You know: what you see is what you get. I honestly believe there's more to everything than that, whether it's a Monet hanging in a gallery or some old vagrant sleeping in an alley.
Charles de Lint
Gaily bedight, A gallant night. In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of El Dorado. But he grew old --This knight so bold --And -- o'er his heart a shadow. Fell as he found. No spot of ground. That looked like El Dorado. And, as his strength. Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow --"Shadow," said he,"Where can it be --This land of El Dorado?"Over the Mountains. Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride,"The shade replied --"If you...
Edgar Allan Poe