Monica

“Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while, a great wind carries me across the sky”
― Ojibwe saying.

“If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

“Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!”
― Bram Stoker

“For Death is the meaning of night;
The eternal shadow
Into which all lives must fall,
All hopes expire.”
― Cox, Michael, The Meaning of Night