Jo Boniszewski

Resting at your shore fills me with a peace, as if I’ve always been here. My cells resonating with the element of you, boundaries diffuse as one.

This body of mine is my teacher. This heart of mine, my guide. My dear head struggles to make sense of it all whilst my hands gently remind me to trust and let go.

Your fingers caress my heart strings, shaping a silent sonnet in notes of love. Transcending space and time, bathing the ether in perfect harmony.

Stay with me,’ he said, ‘until the sun goes out, the seas are parched, and the wind draws its last breath.

Wake up, lift your head, open your eyes, and dream. Gaze softly into your heart’s whispers. Notice the pull of your belly and that which makes you come alive. Let your soul speak, beckoning you to embark on that one voyage you can no longer let lie.

The sky was the color of hard crimson, dripping down a canvas, the moon splashed silver across red. Her soothing balm healing my soul in swathes of calmness, I breathe in her tides and let my body be washed ashore, lying in the sands of eternity.

No money is better spent than what is laid out for domestic satisfaction.

Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people.

He then learns that in going down into the secrets of his own mind he has descended into the secrets of all minds.

If it’s your job to eat a frog, it’s best to do it first thing in the morning. And If it’s your job to eat two frogs, it’s best to eat the biggest one first.

Patron: One who countenances, supports or protects. Commonly a wretch who supports with insolence, and is paid with flattery.

I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

Drunkenness spoils health, dismounts the mind, and unmans man. It reveals secrets, is quarrelsome, lascivious, impudent, dangerous, and mad.

It is not where you start but how high you aim that matters for success.

Avoid flatterers, for they are thieves in disguise.

Only a stomach that rarely feels hungry scorns common things.

Painting was called silent poetry and poetry speaking painting.

The world is his who has money to go over it.

The faith that stands on authority is not faith.

If man is to be liberated to enjoy more leisure, he must also be prepared to enjoy this leisure fully and creatively.

A sense of humor keen enough to show a man his own absurdities will keep him from the commission of all sins, or nearly all, save those worth committing.