It’s December in Florida, and there are still a few leaves clinging on the branches for dear summer.
This Book is Not FOR SALEOccasional soreness upon my heart. I am sure it is the past that clings like a needy child.
Evelyn Leilou ColonWe cling to the comfortable rather than step out into the possible.
Cravings: A Catholic Wrestles with Food, Self-Image, and GodHer metaphors for her children included barnacles encrusting a ship and limpets clinging to a rock.
The Edible Woman