​Before my bed the moonlight glitters,
Like frost upon the ground.
I look up to the mountain moon,
Look down and think of home. 
― Li Bai

​She is a wild, tangled forest with temples and treasures concealed within.
― John Mark Green

​My blood is alive with many voices that tell me I am made of longing.
— Rilke Maria Rainer 

​There will always be a door to the light.
― Shiro Amano

​Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege.
Use it. Dwell in possibility.

• — Oprah Winfrey

Setting out for the island
forget all your clothes
but not me

• — W.S. Merwin

​Did you ever wonder if the person in the puddle is real and you're just a reflection of them?
 — Bill Watterson

Before Us
will we travel
to the city where
so much happened
before us where once
you asked me and I
 
couldn't will we go
to a place where the past
is new tell me
this winter morning
 
where that past is hiding
Anne Michaels (2017)
 

​I am not interested in shooting new things - I am interested to see things new.

• — Ernst Haas

​In a world myriad as ours,
the gaze is a singular act: to look at something
is to fill your whole life with it,
if only briefly. 
— Ocean Vuong 
​