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“That’s how I live, that’s how I die: in doubt.
One calls me back, the other kicks me out;
So from one source my joy and sadness rise.”
― Pierre de Ronsard, Cassandra

“His thoughts were full of the future, but they were also full of the past.”
― William Steig, Abel's Island

“It began to seem it had always been winter and that there was nothing else, just a vague awareness to make note of the fact. The universe was a dreary place, asleep, cold all the way to infinity, and the wind was a separate thing, not part of the winter, but a lost, unloved soul, screaming and moaning and rushing about looking for a place to rest and reckon
up its woes.”
― William Steig, Abel's Island

“At our parting, pain and rage choked my goodbyes:
I couldn’t say the word to those fine eyes
That, near, far, captivate me utterly;

And so I beg you, sky, air, winds, plains, mountains,
Copses and forests, riverbanks and fountains,
Caves, fields, flowers – say goodbye to her for me.”
― Pierre de Ronsard, Cassandra