Marion

“For what has made the sage or poet write but the fair paradise of Nature's light?”
― John Keats

“Like autumn leaves, bad days fell away as though the genius of the room could not retain them.”
― Alexis Wright, Carpentaria

“And so we stood together like that, at the top of that field, for what seemed like ages, not saying anything, just holding each other, while the wind kept blowing and blowing at us, tugging our clothes, and for a moment, it seemed like we were holding onto each other because that was the only way to stop us being swept away into the night.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby