Quotes from Terri Guillemets

My younger passions are still listening as I age.

With each passing year, the body turns more prison than shelter.

Aging is closer to ashes — but also to stardust.

My wrinkles are a playground of happy memories.

Teetering on life's balance, between the long past and the unknown yet less infinite future, knowing it's only going to tip in one direction, and more quickly than you ever expected — that sense of vertigo, fear, excitement, and uncertainty, is middle age.

Does age poison us, or do we poison age?

Age swallows our childhood.

At a certain point, age becomes a triumph of spirit over loneliness.

Middle age is a winding path through kaleidoscopic years.

Age is a prison we cannot escape but only by death into another world

Awake is vertical, asleep horizontal, and drunk is dizzyingly diagonal.

When we're drinking the world makes so much sense, but as soon as we sober up it returns to chaos and confusion.

Angels have no philosophy but love.

We're all kissed by angels but some of us never think to pucker.

Sometimes even the flight of an angel hits turbulence.

You'll meet more angels on a winding path than on a straight one.

Ever felt an angel's breath in the gentle breeze? A teardrop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an angel's favorite hiding place.

The magnitude of life is overwhelming. Angels are here to help us take it peace by peace.

If you can't hear the angels, try quieting the static of worry.

Angels will not disintegrate with logic, but they are more likely to fly for those who believe.

Frustration is nothing more than letting your own mind bully you.

Frustration is anger caged in impatience.

the shadow on the tree bark moves and emerges in the shape of a gecko

An artist makes visual the rhythms and arrhythmias of the universe.