Jo Boniszewski

She was taken by surprise at quite how breathtaking the twinkle in her eyes was. She listened and watched attentively, magnetized. As butterflies danced on her lips, her own stomach felt butterflies.

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.

Lilac anemone, paper petals, turning tentatively to face a pale sun opening to reveal a lightness of being, a flash of gold, a fresh resilience, contented silence, the dawn of a new day.

The connection between us runs so strong and deep. It’s like a steel cable stretching across the ocean bed, so many fathoms below, that even the most skilled and courageous of deep sea divers cannot reach it to cut it. It remains strong, silent, invisible, invincible.

You are perfect. An exquisitely fine work of art, labor of love, suspended in silence. Bejeweled, trembling, kissed by a breeze, mesmerized by your beauty. You await in silence, beckoning me to a silken-wrapped slumber.

Give me insight into today and you may have the antique and future worlds.

The greatest gift is a portion of thyself.

Whenever, therefore, people are deceived and form opinions wide of the truth, it is clear that the error has slid into their minds through the medium of certain resemblances to that truth.

While fools shun one set of faults they run into the opposite one.

Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous.

Wickedness is always easier than virtue, for it takes a short cut to everything.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

Give me beauty in the inward soul; may the outward and the inward man be at one.

Few of us have vitality enough to make any of our instincts imperious.

Nothing is so exhilarating in life as to be shot at with no result.

Genius Borrows nobly.

One of the benefits of a college education is to show the boy its little avail.

The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

The difference between average people and achieving people is their perception of and response to failure.

Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.