Brittney Andrews (beabookworm)

“When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
Let the night be too dark for me to see
Into the future. Let what will be, be.”
― Robert Frost

“Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
― Aldous Huxley, Complete Essays, Vol. II: 1926-1929

“When sunset, like a crimson throat to hell, is cavernous...
(“A Wine of Wizardry”)”
― George Sterling, The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror

“Tell the truth, or someone will tell it for you.”
― Stephanie Klein, Straight Up and Dirty