God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a death insinuates us into the debt of those who stand by us in trouble and console us.
Look long enough, out or in, and you’ll be glad you are who you are. - Susan Vreeland
Look long enough, out or in, and you’ll be glad you are who you are.
- Susan Vreeland
He and I had a bridge that no one else traveled that made us artistic lovers, passionate without a touch of the flesh. He made me thrive, and valuing… - Susan Vreeland
He and I had a bridge that no one else traveled that made us artistic lovers, passionate without a touch of the flesh. He made me thrive, and valuing…
Think hard before you begin, then enter the work. - Susan Vreeland
Think hard before you begin, then enter the work.
God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a de… - Susan Vreeland
God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a de…
If two people love the same thing, she reasoned, then they must love each other, at least a little, even if they never say it. - Susan Vreeland
If two people love the same thing, she reasoned, then they must love each other, at least a little, even if they never say it.
That a thing made by hand, the work and thought of a single craftsman, can endure much longer than its maker, through centuries in fact, can survive … - Susan Vreeland
That a thing made by hand, the work and thought of a single craftsman, can endure much longer than its maker, through centuries in fact, can survive …
It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials--I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered--it becam… - Susan Vreeland
It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials--I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered--it becam…
What the world calls failure, I call learning. - Susan Vreeland
What the world calls failure, I call learning.
I remember being disappointed when Papa had shown me Caravaggio's Judith. She was completely passive while she was sawing through a man's neck. Carav… - Susan Vreeland
I remember being disappointed when Papa had shown me Caravaggio's Judith. She was completely passive while she was sawing through a man's neck. Carav…
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