#174: Butterfly [2]
‘I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.’ – John Keats, Bright Star
‘I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.’ – John Keats, Bright Star
‘The reason we race isn’t so much to beat each other,… but to be with each other.’ – Christopher McDougall, Born to Run
‘Aren’t the clouds beautiful? They look like big balls of cotton… I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by… If you use your imagination, you can see lots of things in the cloud formations… What do you think you see?’ – Charles M. Schulz, The Complete Peanuts, Vol. 5: 1959-1960 What… Continue reading #172: Clouds