“I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word.
Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.”
~ Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
Archive for the ‘Guldkorn’ Category
Bevingede ord om ord
Posted in Citater, Guldkorn, Sprog on søn, aug 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
En Skærsommernats Drøm
Posted in Eventyr, Guldkorn, Livet, Lykke, Skønhed, Sommer, Tanker on man, jun 11, 2007 | 3 kommentarer »
(Ørum i aften)
Sommernætter er fulde af poesi – så smukke, stemningsmættede og sarte som de spæde blomsterblade. Udenfor genlyder latter fra gadens børn, solen er på vej ned bag de høje birketræer, og aftenen er lun og mild. Det er som om, at man indånder Oehlenschlägers “Underlige aftenlufte”, og at alt kan lade sig gøre i [...]
Barndomsnostalgi…
Posted in Anbefalinger, Guldkorn on tors, feb 1, 2007 | 1 Kommentar »
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time [...]