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BRIEF ANECDOTES

Street procession, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (6-2-11)

If you wait for inspiration you'll be standing on the corner after the parade is a mile down the street.
� Ben Nicholas

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-22-11)

Under the thick layer of our actions the soul of our childhood remains unchanged. The soul is impervious to time.
� Francois Mauriac

Goofy Mexican Fun, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-22-11)

Don't cut your cactus in a neighbor's garden.
� Mexican Proverb

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-22-11)

Instituto Allende, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (4-1-11)

And thence we came forth to look again at the stars.
� Dante
Inferno

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-11-11)

Moving in silent desperation
Keeping an eye on the holy land
A hypothetical destination
Say, who is this walking man?
                                   � James Taylor
                                     Walking Man

Virgen de Guadalupe, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

O hail, thou Virgen de Guadalupe! Unfailing refuge, our solace in days of grief, Radiant Queen so kind, our Mother of sweet relief.
�Viva la Virgen de Guadalupe!

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

� William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1902)
from Invictus

[When I was a student intern at a psychiatric hospital in Fremont, California, one of the counselors had a middle-aged Pilipino man read this poem in its entirety during outpatient group therapy. The man, a serious-minded, likeable, stoic type, broke into tears partway through but still managed to finish the reading.]

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city.
Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.
� Albert Camus

"El Charco" Conservation Area, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

A wind from the east,
sneaking through a window crack,
singing a small song.
� Ray Sherman

"El Charco" Conservation Area, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

Do not be surprised that you fall every day; do not give up, but stand your ground courageously. And assuredly, the angel who guards you will honour your patience.

St. John of the Ladder

"El Charco" Conservation Area, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (5-5-11)

Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the might peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass.
� unattributed

Good Friday Procession
San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (4-22-11)

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

All His life long Christ was the light of the world, but the very noontide hour of His glory was that hour when the shadow of eclipse lay over all the land, and He hung on the Cross dying in the dark. At His eventide "it was light," and, "He Endured the Cross, despising the shame" and, lo! the shame flashed up into the very brightness of glory, and the very ignominy and the suffering were "the jewels of His crown.
� Unattributed

Insituto Allende, San Miguel de Allende (4-1-11)

Where is the child I was,
Still inside me or gone?
� Pablo Neruda (1904-1973)

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (4-1-11)

No one travels
Along this way but I,
This autumn evening.
� Matsuo Basho

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico (4-1-11)

Beauty to me is being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.
- Gweneth Paltrow

Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.
� Kenko Yoshida

Isla de Navidad (Christmas Island), Barra de Navidad, Mexico (3-25-11)

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then,
but that's no matter- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther�And one fine morning-
The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Isla de Navidad (Christmas Island), Barra de Navidad, Mexico (3-25-11)

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Melaque, Mexico (2-22-11)

All things are plotting to make us whole. All things conspire to make us one.
� Gwendolyn MacEwen (1941 - 1987)
Canadian poet

Guadalajara University Student Parade, Melaque, Mexico (3-16-11)

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green...
� Dylan Thomas
Fern Hill

St. Patrick's Parade, San Patricio, Mexico (3-15_11)

St. Patrick's Parade, San Patricio, Mexico (3-13-11)

I am Patrick, a sinner, most uncultivated
and least of all the faithful and despised
in the eyes of many.
� St. Patrick