Cheryl

“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore —
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door —
Only this and nothing more.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

“It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.”
― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

“there could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!”
― Dorothea Mackellar, The Poems of Dorothea Mackellar