Tuesday, November 18, 2025 Commonplace Book: Important Nothings

Which of all my important nothings
shall I tell you first?
Jane Austen (in correspondence)

I believe I should adopt this as my correspondence motto, for this phrase accurately describes most of my letter writing.

The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.
Robert Frost

I love that so much.

Believe in the darkness
what you have seen in the light.
Lilias Trotter

Yes and amen!

The truth shall make you odd.
Flannery O’Connor

Flannery, that made me chuckle. It certainly made you odd, and although I hesitate to say it, the truth has made me odd as well. Sometimes knowing and speaking the truth makes us uncomfortable people to be around.

Wild is the music of the autumnal winds
amongst the faded woods.

William Wordsworth

I just want to read that one over and over.

One of my recent favorite photos
(I desperately want to say something Wordsworthian about it!)

This post of important nothings will never suspect what might happen to it in the morning.

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