Accept what comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came.
—Wendell Berry, last strophe to “How to be a Poet (to remind myself)” from New Collected Poems (Counter Point Press, 2012)
“I believe Love is getting up, licking our wounds, and setting out on another day of loving - because love never, ever, ever gives up.”—One of Newark Mayor Cory Booker’s many tweets on love this morning. (via officialssay)