“It's strange, isn't it, how you never know you're living the best time of your life at the moment you're living it?… — Anita Bartholomew Copy Share Image
“Then again, maybe knowing that life will only get duller, sadder, less hopeful afterward would inject melancholy into that moment. You’d miss… — Anita Bartholomew Copy Share Image
“Despite her ability to enjoy most of their days, sometimes her despair was so great that, in a melancholy moment when she'd… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
All that was neither a city, nor a church, nor a river, nor color, nor light, nor shadow: it was reverie. For… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
