
“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
“A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.”
~ Graham Greene (b. 2 October 1904 – d. 3 April 1991), The End of the Affair
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
“The crisp path through the field in this December snow, in the deep dark, where we trod the buried grass like ghosts on dry toast.”
~ Dylan Thomas (b. 27 October 1914 – d. 9 November 1953)
“It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.”
~ L.M. Montgomery (b. November 30, 1874 – d. April 24, 1942)
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.”
― Edgar Allan Poe (b. Jan. 19, 1809 – d. Oct. 7, 1849), The Raven
“To say it was a beautiful day would not begin to explain it.
It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall.”
~ Ann Patchett (b. December 2, 1963)
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