Rachel

“The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet black bough.”
― Ezra Pound

“Dharma Bums refusing to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consuming, all that cramp they didn't really want anyway such as refrigerators, TV sets, cars, at least new fancy cars, certain hair oils and deodorants and general junk you finally always see a week later in the garbage anyway, all of them imprisoned in a system of work, produce, consume, work, produce, consume...”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of Him.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.”
― Hal Borland