For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair. Anne Morrow Lindbergh cliffdespairflower Change image and share on social
One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few. Anne Morrow Lindbergh beachbeautifulcollect Change image and share on social
Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way. Anne Morrow Lindbergh burdencarrygrief Change image and share on social
Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves; that firm strand which will be the indispensable center of a whole web of human relationships. Anne Morrow Lindbergh centeressencefind share on social
I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living. Anne Morrow Lindbergh consciouscostlive Change image and share on social
The loneliness you get by the sea is personal and alive. It doesn't subdue you and make you feel abject. It's stimulating loneliness. Anne Morrow Lindbergh abjectalivefeel Change image and share on social
When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach, the clock no longer ticks, it tolls the hour. The figures in the aisle are no longer individuals, they symbolize the human race. Anne Morrow Lindbergh aisleapproachclock Change image and share on social
The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it. Anne Morrow Lindbergh comefightfuture Change image and share on social
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars. Anne Morrow Lindbergh beneathdaisyday Change image and share on social
The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to. Anne Morrow Lindbergh anniversaryclosedoor Change image and share on social
