“In spring, it is the dawn. As the light gradually brightens the mountain edge, slightly glowing - with slender trails of clouds tinted faintly purple.” — Sei Shōnagon Copy Share Image
“You are still on your own; be stoic; don't panic; get through this hell to the generous sweet overflowing GIVING love of spring... dawn came, black and white gray into a frozen hell. I lived: that once. And must shoulder… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
