Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
While I was in London it was completely upside-down. I got a whole new life and it was a challenge to keep… — Evanna Lynch Copy Share Image
I'm so done to pretends that everything is okay, now I realize my life is fading away right before my eyes just… — Blaze Olamiday Copy Share Image
“Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
I've been back home since November and gradually all connections with my HP life have been fading. It’s gotten to the point… — Evanna Lynch Copy Share Image
Did you just dropped bleach on my heart, because the colours of my life are fading away.. — Mielya Saladdin Copy Share Image
“The woman on the bed was old, her life was fading as the mist rose. She thought of her mother as already… — James Baldwin Copy Share Image
