We are candles, I remember thinking, and the wind is rising.
“...it does not matter if we are forgotten; what matters is the effect we have on those around us and those who come after us. What matters is how our own lives affect the larger, perpetual communit...”
“Everything is important. To the smallest insect, even the mouldering tree, the deepest stone in the drift.”
“Now I sense the perfume of flowers like seeing a new thing.I know they smell just as well as I know I existed.Theyre things known from the outside.But now I know with my breathing from the back of ...”
“Existence is a priceless gift and the beauties of nature are the priceless gifts of the existence!”
“Words are wind.”
“Words are wind, and the wind from Manderly's mouth means no more than the wind escaping his bottom.”
“I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.”