who knows if the

who knows if the moon’s a balloon,coming out of a keen city in the sky–filled with pretty people? ( and if you and I should get into it,if they should take me and take you into their balloon, why then we’d go up higher with all the pretty people than houses and steeples and clouds: … Read more

Love is the flower

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration. D. H. Lawrence

Autumn is a second

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. Albert Camus