life is a tragic mystery. We are pierced and driven by laws we only half understand, we find that the lesson we learn again and again is that of accepting heroic helplessness. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share Image
Making those we love happy sounds innocent as a dove, but it can be as destructive as a lion. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
No matter how old a mother is, she watches her middle-aged children for signs of improvement. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
“Life does not accommodate you; it shatters you. Every seed destroys its container, or else there would be no fruition.” — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
As I do not live in an age when rustling black skirts billow about me, and I do not carry an ebony stick to… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
“You need only claim the events of your life to make yourself yours. When you truly possess all you have been and done, which… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
life is a tragic mystery. We are pierced and driven by laws we only half understand, we find that the lesson we learn again… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
Claim the events of your life! When you posses all you have been and done, you are fierce with reality. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
“You have neat, tight expectation of what life out to give you, but you won't get it. That isn't what life does. Life does… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
Anger must be the energy that has not yet found its fight channel. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
Difference of opinion has never been sufficiently appreciated. It is the unexpected, the unknowable, the divine irrationality of life that saves us. — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
It sometimes looks as though woman would not be woman unless man insisted upon it, since she tends so markedly to be just a… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
The enchantment of the sky, ever changing beauty almost ignored. Beyond words, without fixed form, not to be understood, or stated. It ravished away… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
She [a mother] never outgrows the burden of love, and to the end she carries the weight of hope for those she bore. Oddly,… — Florida Scott-Maxwell Copy Share
