Anna

“It is deep January. The sky is hard.
The stalks are firmly rooted in ice.

It is in this solitude, a syllable,
Out of these gawky flitterings,

Intones its single emptiness,
The savagest hollow of winter-sound.”
― Wallace Stevens

“The truth is that the world is full of dragons, and none of us are as powerful or cool as we’d like to be. And that sucks. But when you’re confronted with that fact, you can either crawl into a hole and quit, or you can get out there, take off your shoes, and Bilbo it up.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.”
― Abraham Lincoln

“...grief is loved turned into an eternal missing. ...It can't be contained in hours or days or minutes.”
― Rosamund Lupton, Sister