There was a rhythm to the canter. Up, forward, down; up, forward, down. It soon became pleasant. The broad warm rump felt good beneath her. The pounding was diminished, cushioned by the horse's muscles and the springiness of his hindquarter… — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
Waiting is worse than knowing. Grief rends the heart cleanly, that it may begin to heal; waiting shreds the spirit. — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
There is no disgrace in peace. There can never be dishonor in peace. — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
Bodies wear out to remind us they are temporary, and force us to spend more thought on our spirits — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
The one power a man has that cannot be stripped from him is the power to do nothing. — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
We’re born alone and we die alone, I accept that. But why, God, do we have to be alone in the middle? — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
If you would have peace, genuine peace, you must accept all the aspects of your personality and learn to be comfortable with them. — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
I'm only the instrument through which one particular art is expressed. Poetry flows through me but it originates in the wellspring of creation that… — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
You must bind up any wounds you give the earth and you must feed her to replace what you take from her. Every gift… — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and… — Morgan Llywelyn Copy Share Image
