You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.
E.E. Cummings (via rabbitinthemoon
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God
Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?
Louis XIV’s last words (via postwarera
Once you lose someone it is never exactly the same person who comes back.
Sharon Olds, “Satan Says” (via sealeo