Exquisitely singular

Today you will say things you can predict and other things you could never imagine this minute.

Don’t reject them, let them come through when they’re ready, don’t think you can plan it all out.

This day will never, no matter how long you live, happen again.

It is exquisitely singular. It will never again be exactly repeated.

Naomi Shihab Nye, I’ll Ask You Three Times, Are You OK?: Tales of Driving and Being Driven

Fresh eyes

If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of the potential, for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints, possibility never. And what wine is so sparkling, what so fragrant, what so intoxicating, as possibility!