Another year Quote by K.R. Albers

“ Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and…

— W.H. Auden

“Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.”

— Elyne Mitchell

“when my grave if filled, crumble a piece of bread on it, so that the sparrows will come down and cheer me up”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“The sun is setting fast. The colors die. They shift from purple to dried blood, from nacre to bister, from cool dead grays to…

— Henry Miller

“Live like the season is ending and the birds are leaving, fight against the winds of the fall like the last leave.”

— M.F. Moonzajer

“Bloodied, sickened, broken down, we tarry while we may. For though life has wearied us, from death there’s no escape. One prayer, one stand,…

— Tobias Wade

“--Your headache-- I am trying to imagine it Your head is in your hands The nurse is pouring pills onto a plate November again…

— Laura Kasischke

“It was the song of the birds in spring and the call of the wind through bare branches on a cold winter afternoon. Fate.…

— Leslye Walton

“If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come.”

— Laura Stoddart

“They march from safety, and the bird-sung joy Of grass-green thickets, to the land where all Is ruin, and nothing blossoms but the sky”

— Siegfried Sassoon

“It’s a dark night, sang the kettle, and the rotten leaves are lying by the way; and, above, all is mist and darkness, and,…

— Charles Dickens

“When your life is about to change, there is a silence that surrounds you. An eerie calm. Just as the birds quiet their singing…

— Kimberly Stedronsky Adams