“Ah - the autumn leaves,' she exclaimed, 'spinning earthwards, to their common home! Ah me, life is strange! Would you care to hear my triolet on the leaves?' 'Later,' I said. 'No, here. I would like the leaves to hear… — Frank Baker Copy Share Image
“Just as I can't see a clear brook without at least stopping to dangle my feet in it, I can't see a meadow in May and simply pass by. There is nothing more seductive then such fragrant earth, the blossoms… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
