Maxx

“I love the autumn—that melancholy season that suits memories so well. When the trees have lost their leaves, when the sky at sunset still preserves the russet hue that fills with gold the withered grass, it is sweet to watch the final fading of the fires that until recently burnt within you.”
― Gustave Flaubert, Memoirs of a Madman and November

“And as she ripens,
She radiates happiness and serenity,
She glows like the summer sun,
And she generously leaves a trace of shine behind,
For those who have none”
― Charmaine J Forde

“I no longer trust stillness. Stillness is the enemy taking careful aim.”
― Pierce Brown, Dark Age

“Thank you for being such a beautiful friend.
I am in awe of you.”
― Scott Stabile