“The river this November afternoon rests in an equipoise of sun and cloud. A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroud. Its passage. All seems tranquil, all in tune.”
"We do not write in order to be understood; we write in order to understand."
- Cecil Day-Lewis
Insight
"In June we picked the clover, and sea-shells in July: There was no silence at the door, no word from the sky."
- Cecil Day-Lewis
Reflection
"Summer has filled her veins with light, and her heart is washed with noon."
- Cecil Day-Lewis
Joy
"Christmas is a time when you get homesick, even when you're home."
- Carol Nelson
Nature
"We count down the days just to experience it nearly exactly as we always have. It is so comfortable, familiar and perfectly nostalgic that, frankly, we have no desire to improve upon it at all."
- Joanna Gaines
Nature
"The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood."
- Richard Paul Evans
Nature
"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime."
- Laura Ingalls Wilder
Nature
"We count down the days just to experience it nearly exactly as we always have. It is so comfortable, familiar, and perfectly nostalgic that, frankly, we have no desire to improve upon it at all."
- Joanna Gaines
Nature