4,407 quotes curated by Chris Lavergne:
“When I was a boy I could hear
Symphonies in seashells.
So why am I so deaf at twenty-two?
To the sound of the driving snow,
That drives me home to you.”
Symphonies in seashells.
So why am I so deaf at twenty-two?
To the sound of the driving snow,
That drives me home to you.”
Tagged:
Growing Up, Losing The Sound
“He looked at her thoughtfully, gently bit the tip of her nose. He had loved her with all his might these two weeks and, in so loving, had considered her transparent, a plate of glass. He could see through to the goodness at her quick. But glass is fragile, he would have to be careful.”
Tagged:
Love