I am here with some more of my favourite excerpts in literature. I am going to post a few tonight; I am feeling exceptionally deep..
“Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.” – Edgar Allan Poe
“I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand, and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep..& there are no words for that.”
“I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic then to love people.” – Van Gogh
“The best people possess a feeling for beauty. The courage to take risks. The discipline to tell the truth. The capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded. Sometimes destroyed.” – Ernest Hemingway
“A great man is always wiling to be little.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
Until next time,