The heart wants what it wants.
My identity might begin with the fact of my race, but it didn’t, couldn’t end there. At least that’s what I would choose to believe. —Barack Obama
Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer. ―
Every experience no matter how bad it seems, holds within it a blessing of some kind. The goal is to find it. ― Buddha
To say it was a beautiful day would not begin to explain it. It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall. — Ann Patchett
Look around. It’s almost gone. If only someone had told me that before. About life. If only I had understood. —Marisha Pessl
Spring’s promises, autumn keeps.
Winter’s secrets, summer reveals.