In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time. – Somerset Maugham
I can look back at stuff I wrote in my early days and squirm at some of the mistakes I made. But were all learning every day we never stop. I just hope people keep on liking what I do. That gives me such a kick. – Paul Kane
Our systems, perhaps, are nothing more than an unconscious apology for our faults –a gigantic scaffolding whose object is to hide from us our favorite sin. – Henri Frederic Amiel
October is the month for painted leaves…. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight. – Henry David Thoreau, “Autumnal Tints”
