Dreams can be relentless tyrants. Morgan Llywelyn More Quotes by Morgan Llywelyn More Quotes From Morgan Llywelyn She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything. Morgan Llywelyn summer rain heart If you would have peace, genuine peace, you must accept all the aspects of your personality and learn to be comfortable with them. Morgan Llywelyn genuine accepting personality We’re born alone and we die alone, I accept that. But why, God, do we have to be alone in the middle? Morgan Llywelyn middle born accepting happy women get softer and rounder. Morgan Llywelyn happy-woman women I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody. Morgan Llywelyn wells pain feel-better The pain we bring to others we cannot escape ourselves. Morgan Llywelyn pain teaching meant for the hands enters most easily through the eyes. Morgan Llywelyn learning eye teaching I'm only the instrument through which one particular art is expressed. Poetry flows through me but it originates in the wellspring of creation that is the source of us all. When you strike out at someone else's achievement you are attacking your own share of a great gift. Morgan Llywelyn achievement creativity art Intuition is the voice of the spirit within you. Morgan Llywelyn intuition honesty voice Waiting is worse than knowing. Grief rends the heart cleanly, that it may begin to heal; waiting shreds the spirit. Morgan Llywelyn grief heart grieving The harmony that holds the stars on their courses and the flesh on our bones resonates through all creation. Every sound contains its echo. Before there was humankind, or even forest, there was sound. Sound spread from the source in great circles like those formed when a stone is dropped in a pool. We follow waves of sound from life to life. A dying man’s ears will hear long after his eyes are blind. He hears the sound that leads him to his next life as the Source of All being plucks the harp of creation. Morgan Llywelyn stars eye men There is a cruelty that lurks in some men’s souls which is only released when they have other men in their power. Morgan Llywelyn cruelty soul men As the sun is to the earth, so Honour is to a man. without it, he will not flourish. All else may fail you, but honour is the treasure no one can take from you, the shield no one can penetrate unless you let them. Honour is beautiful and clean. Honour is sacred. Morgan Llywelyn treasure beautiful men There is no disgrace in peace. There can never be dishonor in peace. Morgan Llywelyn dishonor disgrace Wine could become a place rather than a beverage. Morgan Llywelyn beverages wine There was a rhythm to the canter. Up, forward, down; up, forward, down. It soon became pleasant. The broad warm rump felt good beneath her. The pounding was diminished, cushioned by the horse's muscles and the springiness of his hindquarter joints . . . The ridden horse was a marvel, diminishing space. Morgan Llywelyn joints horse space Bodies wear out to remind us they are temporary, and force us to spend more thought on our spirits Morgan Llywelyn force body spirit You have no enemy until you make one. Morgan Llywelyn enemy The one power a man has that cannot be stripped from him is the power to do nothing. Morgan Llywelyn power men He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it. Morgan Llywelyn lips-and-kissing kissing-him arms
