"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade."
— ~ Charles Dickens
(Source: seabois, via conflictingheart)
Posted 3 months ago
"You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason."
— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
(Source: thatkindofwoman)
Posted 7 months ago