“And from that moment, I watched her. Watched her with different coloured eyes, until the raging energy that coursed through my body… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them… — Herman Hesse Copy Share Image
Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going,… — CS Lewis Copy Share Image
“If one has been absent for decades from a place that one once held dear, the wise would generally counsel that one… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests… — Herman Hesse Copy Share Image
