We are only but guests at Time’s tea party.
—Terri Guillemets
We are only but guests at Time’s tea party.
—Terri Guillemets
How can something bother you if you won’t let it?
—Terri Guillemets
Chase down your passion like it’s the last bus of the night.
—Terri Guillemets
Belief stains darker, imprints deeper than truth.
—Terri Guillemets
Death bumps into life many times as just a passerby — says excuse me then goes on his way.
—Terri Guillemets
Fear —
not running-from-bear
but running-from-life
Courage —
not getting-up-the-nerve
but getting-up-every-day
—Terri Guillemets
Be thou not ashamed of lust —
desire was born in primal dust
it mingled with the seas of life
to make the mud we know as love
—Terri Guillemets
To burn one book is to burn the entire library.
—Terri Guillemets
Sometimes life gives honey
and other times, stings;
Sometimes we need roots—
and other times, wings.
—Terri Guillemets
There’s nothing like a mama-hug.
—Terri Guillemets
Art is when you hear a knocking from your soul — and you answer.
—Terri Guillemets
Plant love everywhere, so that it grows through the cracks in hatred.
—Terri Guillemets
Even the sun can’t shine on an entire world at once.
—Terri Guillemets
Walking is good for solving problems — it’s like the feet are little psychiatrists.
—Terri Guillemets
Lightning dances —
Thunder applauds her!
—Terri Guillemets
Chasing the past, I stumbled into the future.
—Terri Guillemets
P.S. Thanks so much to Rebecca for letting me know that this quote was used in the television show Being Erica. In the episode “Plenty of Fish,”
I love you with all my bones — the heart is too ephemeral.
—Terri Guillemets
The emotions are part of the wound.
—Terri Guillemets
As far as the Moon is concerned, he is always full.
—Terri Guillemets
We write to remember our nows later.
—Terri Guillemets
Two people who have chemistry evolve quickly to biology.
—Terri Guillemets
the smell of ink is
intoxicating to me —
others may have wine
but I have poetry
—Terri Guillemets
Every time a champagne bottle pops, a party angel gets its wings.
—Terri Guillemets
In Phoenix, Jack Frost doesn’t nip — he just tickles.
—Terri Guillemets
Birdsong: a branch of music.
—Terri Guillemets