Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
“I felt melancholy, I felt joy, I felt dread, I felt a sadness so deep it cannot be described in words. I… — Charles Yu Copy Share Image
Have we not huddled in bunkers, while some premonition of tomorrow hung in the air and a comrade started singing? Oh, it… — Robert Musil Copy Share Image
