The Ribbon.
A long time ago, I believed that I was a ribbon. Two other ribbons held onto me tightly, knotted with love that was both selfish…
A long time ago, I believed that I was a ribbon. Two other ribbons held onto me tightly, knotted with love that was both selfish…
A Light exists in SpringNot present on the YearAt any other period –When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroadOn Solitary FieldsThat Science cannot…
Humans are ever the same in temperament, virtues and vices –they merely wear different clothes.I wonder (wryly) what the next generation will find fault with…
… and this just hits all the right strings in my heart tonight.
I am feeling wistful and determined. I’m determined to keep improving myself in character, education, and finances. I am wistful for all the wonderful days that…
Dear Journal, I must be mellowing. I no longer inwardly struggle with this quote. Even if his presence did come on a rushing wind, things…
April 3, 1895 Diary, what an eventful day it has been! Yesterday, after I ran back to the carriage and barely had time to compose…
February 1, 1895 Dear Diary, I have no excuse for not writing recently, apart from the fact that it has been dreadfully, odiously boring. Miss…
January 24, 1895 Dear Diary, First of all, I feel I ought to introduce myself. My name is Irene Hamilton and I am fifteen years…