I”ve not been doing my bit for National Poetry Month, have I? Here’s some Richardson to savor:
The worst part of fear is not knowing what to do. And often you only have to ask What would I do if I were not afraid? to know what to do, and do it, and not be afraid.
and this one for my week of time off:
Seizing on a piece of business, I become tiny, eager, efficient: roiled water I cannot see into. But to really live is to expand like a pupil in the dark, like a pool gradually seen into. If I do not waste time, I am wasting my time.