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
I feel we are all islands - in a common sea. Anne Morrow Lindbergh commonfeelisland Change image and share on social
The bearing, rearing, feeding and educating of children; the running of a house with its thousand details; human relationships with their myriad pulls - women's normal occupations in general run counter to creative life, or contemplative life, or saintly life. Anne Morrow Lindbergh bearchildcontemplative share on social
The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was, nor forward to what it might be, but living in the present and accepting it as it is now. Anne Morrow Lindbergh acceptbackdemand 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
What a circus act we women perform every day of our lives. Look at us. We run a tightrope daily, balancing a pile of books on the head. Baby-carriage, parasol, kitchen chair, still under control. Steady now! This is not the life of simplicity but the life of multiplicity that the wise men warn us of. Anne Morrow Lindbergh actbabybalance share on social
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from the sea. Anne Morrow Lindbergh anxiousbeachchoiceless Change image and share on social
Perhaps this is the most important thing for me to take back from beach-living: simply the memory that each cycle of the tide is valid; each cycle of the wave is valid; each cycle of a relationship is valid. Anne Morrow Lindbergh backbeachcycle share on social
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
To give without any reward, or any notice, has a special quality of its own. Anne Morrow Lindbergh givenoticequality Change image and share on social