Kate

“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
― Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

“Dusk had fallen,
While the sky was gray,
Red flowers bloomed,
And the yellow fade away,
Night was to fall,
But the sun had to stay,
Moon of fourteen,
For the lover had to pray,
Life gave up hope,
Yet the heart had to say,
Lover wrote a letter,
But the pigeon lost it's way.”
― Neymat Khan

“The Socratic motto is not, “Question everything,” but “Persuade or be persuaded.”
― Agnes Callard, Open Socrates: The Case for a Philosophical Life

“Dusk, like a painter, gave a certain overpowering tone to the landscape that united all the colors and effaced discord.”
― Margarita Liberaki, Three Summers