"Where do you want to go?", said the cat.
"I don't know", Alice Answered.
"Then" said the cat, "It doesn't matter."
Would I a house for happiness erect,
Nature alone should be my architect,
She’d build it more convenient than great,
And doubtless in the country choose her seat
– Horace (20 BC), author of the term “golden mean”
And tell me…what is it you guard with fastened doors?
Have you peace…Have you remembrances…Have you beauty, that leads the heart from things fashioned of wood and stone to the holy mountain?- Khalil Gibran
Tell me, have you these in your houses? Or have you only comfort, and the lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and becomes a host, and then a master?
I've been pondering, reflecting, quite heavily upon all of these for a while now. Perhaps, you all do as well from time to time. - Cloud
Passages taken from the Riversong Housewright Wordpress Page
