Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we met we had had the same dreams. We… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“What are we before love? But thoughts floating upon a sea. Searching for a shore to explore, to gaze into infinity.” — Atalina Wright Copy Share Image
“Everything drifts. Everything is slowly swirling, philosophies tangled with the grocery lists, unreal-real anxieties like rose thorns waiting to tear the uncertain… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share Image
