Wafa

“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.”
― Alfred Tennyson

“The sketch of the summer-house which she had given me on the morning of our farewell, and which had never been separated from me since, was the birthday of our first hope.”
― Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White

“If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, sweetmeats.”
― Robert Lynd

“How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.”
― William C. Faulkner