Maple Leaves Quotes
- There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain… — Jane Hamilton
- For hours she had lain in a kind of gentle torpor, not unlike that sweet lassitude which masters one in the hush of a midsummer… — Edith Wharton
- My first semester I had only nine students. Hoping they might view me as professional and well prepared, I arrived bearing name tags fashioned in… — David Sedaris