Tuesday, January 27, 2009

MOH

This is how I feel about Super Tall Girl, my MOH:

Oh, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away. -- George Eliot

2 comments:

redframe said...

Oh what beautiful words, about words. Does it get any better? Yes it does, when you have someone like that! Lucky you. (And me...)

Anonymous said...

i. love. you.

amy