I grow numb; I grow stiff. How shall I break up this numbness which discredits my sympathetic heart? — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Joy, grief, desire or fear, whate'er the name The passion bears, its influence is the same; Where things exceed your hope or… — Horace Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I worry that I'll slide back into the mindless rotisserie of work and projects that guided me in my old house...… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
