by Henry Van Dyke I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where […]

by Jodi Picoult This is what I like about photographs, they’re proof that once, even just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.