With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“I was every stack of books, forever shifting and pounding and being pushed and rearranged but remaining essentially the same; I was… — Ben Stephenson Copy Share Image
“The boundaries of this world are forever shifting – from day to night, joy to sorrow, love to hate, and from life… — Michael Cox Copy Share Image
