
“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
‘Winter is dead.’”
~ A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
‘Winter is dead.’”
~ A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
“Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember but the story.”
~ Tim O’Brien (b. October 1, 1946), The Things They Carried
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