{"id":3378,"date":"2012-11-03T13:36:00","date_gmt":"2012-11-03T13:36:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=3378"},"modified":"2026-01-15T17:38:59","modified_gmt":"2026-01-15T17:38:59","slug":"i-have-had-my-vision","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=3378","title":{"rendered":"“I have had my vision…”"},"content":{"rendered":"

\n“Yes, she thought, laying down her brush in extreme fatigue, I have had my
\nvision.” \u2013Virginia Woolf, <\/span>To the Lighthouse <\/span>(1927) <\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd now for the best last lines – these are the crusts – first & last lines – you just need to add the filler \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

\n1. “I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering
\n<\/span>among the heath, and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the
\ngrass; and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the
\nsleepers in that quiet earth”. \u2013Emily Bront\u00eb, <\/span>Wuthering Heights <\/span>(1847) <\/span>
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\n2. “The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from
\npig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.” \u2013George
\nOrwell, <\/span>Animal Farm <\/span>(1945)<\/span>
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\n3. “But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that
\nenchanted place on the top of the Forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be
\nplaying.” \u2013A. A. Milne, <\/span>The House at Pooh Corner <\/span>(1928) <\/span><\/p>\n

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\n4. “The old man was dreaming about the lions.” \u2013Ernest Hemingway, <\/span><\/span>The Old Man <\/span><\/span>and the Sea <\/span>(1952)<\/span>
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\nand the classic end to everything…<\/span><\/span>
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\n5. Tomorrow, I\u2019ll think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is
\nanother day. \u2013Margaret Mitchell, <\/span><\/span>Gone with the Wind <\/span><\/span>(1936)<\/span><\/span>
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\nThere is something about words that is enduring. The wordsmiths work their art and hammer out phrases, lines, sentences…. in the forges of their minds, creating intricate pieces that live beyond life itself.  The words out live the worder and go on to give haunting images, soulful angst and unmeasurable inspiration to every new writer, diarist, poet, scribe….<\/span>
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\nPlease post your thoughts and\/or closing lines – looking forward to reading your work!!<\/span>
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\nHave an inspired day!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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