Academia🌙

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."

" Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry "

" Turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget about the garish sun "

"Take my heart and hurl its fragments to the moon, to the trees, the beasts, in the air, the dark, the waters, so that nothing returns to me ever again."

"It's not you,it's me"

downright in love with october mornings,