“Our Lord has written the
promise of Resurrection, not in
books alone but in
every leaf of Springtime.”
~ Martin Luther
“Our Lord has written the
promise of Resurrection, not in
books alone but in
every leaf of Springtime.”
~ Martin Luther
“With freedom, books, flowers,
and the moon,
who could not be happy?”
~ Oscar Wilde
“Benches and books have things
in common beyond the fact that
they’re generally to do with sitting.
Both are forms of public privacy,
intimate spaces widely shared.”
~ Mal Peet
Some people come to the beach to play volleyball all afternoon while bystanders cheer them on. Others hit the waves carrying poly-constructed surfboards with barking dogs in tow. Every now and then an ageless couple is seen strolling hand in hand with waves tickling their ankles in every step as a dedicated jogger passes them by. From grandparents to teenagers to toddlers, the crescent-mooned shoreline is dotted with primitive sand castles and elaborate sculptures, each one a masterpiece to the artist who creates it. Yellow, red, and orange umbrellas promise shade with lingering sea breezes when the tropical sun becomes relentless. As I glance up from my enticing paperback novel, take a sip of raspberry iced tea, I notice a middle-aged man standing chest high in waves smoking a Kauaiian cigar while staring longingly out to sea. Tell me now, what is your idea of Paradise on Earth?