cristyn b:
Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of hidden stuff.
cristyn b:
There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.
cristyn b:
"November comes and November goes, With the last red berries And the first white snows."
cristyn b:
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.