Kitty

“I slept that night in the room I used to have when I was a little boy, with the summer wind blowing in at the windows, bringing the smell of the ripe fields. I lay awake and watched the moonlight shining over the barn and the stacks and the pond, and the windmill making its old dark shadow against the blue sky.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“All forms that perish other forms supply,
(By turns we catch the vital breath and die)
Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne,
They rise, they break, and to that sea return.”
― Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man

“People want to find a meaning in everything and everyone. That's the disease of our age...”
― Pablo Picasso

“Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.”
― Annie Dillard