Ever’body’s askin’ that. ‘What we comin’ to?’ Seems to me we don’t never come to nothin’. Always on the way.
- John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
"Your love and pity doth the impression fill." (W. Shakespeare, Love Sonnets, n°112)
"A crow flew into the tree outside my window. It was not Ted Hughes's crow, or Galway's crow.
Or Frost's, Pasternak's, or Lorca's crow. Or one of Homer's crows, stuffed with gore, after the battle. This was just a crow. That never fit in anywhere in its life, or did anything worth mentioning. It sat there on the branch for a few minutes. Then picked up and flew beautifully out of my life."
- Raymond Carver
The world needs more responsible girls
Flowers for your grave ✿❀❁