“Night falls fast.
Today is in the past.
Blown from the dark hill hither to my door
Three flakes, then four
Arrive, then many more.”
―
Today is in the past.
Blown from the dark hill hither to my door
Three flakes, then four
Arrive, then many more.”
―
“Nobody can avoid falling in love. They might want to deny it, but friendship is probably the most common form of love.”
― The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest
― The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest
“There's an Edna St. Vincent Millay poem that's been rumbling around inside me ever since I first read it, and part of it goes: 'Blown from the dark hill hither to my door/ Three flakes, then four/ Arrive, then many more.' You can count the first three flakes, and the fourth. Then language fails, and you have to settle in and try to survive the blizzard”
― Turtles All the Way Down
― Turtles All the Way Down
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