It is the hour to rend thy chains, the blossom time of souls.
– Katharine Lee Bates
The Law of Divine Compensation posits that this is a self-organizing and self-correcting universe: the embryo becomes a baby, the bud becomes a blossom, the acorn becomes an oak tree. Clearly, there is some invisible force that is moving every aspect of reality to its next best expression.
– Marianne Williamson
The beautifully composed imagery of ’12 Years a Slave’ underscores the savagery of its subject, which is an American South not of knights and ladies but obscene values and a grotesque pageantry, every gorgeous shot of the languid landscape radiating toxicity like a hyperlush blossom that’s poison to the touch.
– Steve Erickson