The Sun Going SouthIn late sunshine I wander troubled. Restless I wander in autumn sunlight. Too many changes, partings, and deaths. Doors have closed that were always open. Trees that held the sky up are cut down. So much that I alone remember! This creek runs dry among its stones. Souls of the dead, come drink this water! Come into this side valley with me, a restless old woman, unseemly, troubled, walking on dry grass, dry stones. . Anonymous
Promise me you’ll marry me. Not now. Someday. Because I need to know.” Claire felt a flutter inside, like a bird trying to fly, and a rush of heat that made her dizzy. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>And something else, something fragile as a soap bubble, and...
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Rachel Caine
It's better to burn out than to fade away.
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Neil Young
Slowly, with many lost days, I come back to life.
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Suzanne Collins
End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
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J.r.r. Tolkien
Life's just a bunch of accidents, connected by one perfect end.
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Daniel C. Tomas
