“…Running to him was real…the way he did it the realest thing he knew. It was all joy and woe, hard as diamond; it made him weary beyond comprehension. But it also made him free...”
- John L. Parker, Once a Runner

"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can."
- Herman Melville, Moby Dick

"This was the tree, and it seemed to me standing there to resemble those men, the giants of your childhood, whom you encounter years later and find that they are not merely smaller in relation to your growth, but that they are...shrunken by age....[for] the old giants have become pigmies while you were looking the other way."
-John Knowles, A Separate Peace

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read.
One does not love breathing.”
-Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

Your photos are beautiful....you get an A in my book!
ReplyDeletethanks, i'm happy to have a new hobby!
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