What did Anne Morrow Lindbergh mean by: The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it. Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA Copy
+ there is no sin punished more implacably by nature than the sin of resistance to change. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Change, Punishment, Sin, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ Rivers perhaps are the only physical features of the world that are at their best from the air. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Beauty, Nature, Perspective, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ Flowers always have it – poise, completion, fulfillment, perfection . . . Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Beauty, Harmony, Nature, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ One can never pay in gratitude; one can only pay ‘in kind’ somewhere else in life. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gratitude, Payment, Reciprocity, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ Life is a gift, given in trust – like a child. Author, October 20, 2023January 2, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Child, Gift, Trust, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ Only in growth, reform, and change, paradoxically enough, is true security to be found. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Change, Growth, Reform, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Identity, Self-discovery, Solitude, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
+ A note of music gains significance from the silence on either side. Author, January 9, 2024January 6, 2025, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Music, Significance, Silence, 0 Anne Morrow Lindbergh Author · USA
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I’m not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you’ll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
