I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood. – Bill Watterson
God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die. – Bill Watterson
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood. – Bill Watterson
God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die. – Bill Watterson
A box of new crayons! Now they’re all pointy, lined up in order, bright and perfect. Soon they’ll be a bunch of ground down, rounded, indistinguishable stumps, missing their wrappers and smudged with other colors. Sometimes life seems unbearably tragic. – Bill Watterson
It’s a cruel season that makes you get ready for bed while it’s light out. – Bill Watterson
The autumn twilight turned into deep and early night as they walked. Tristran could smell the distant winter on the air—a mixture of night-mist and crisp darkness and the tang of fallen leaves…. the crescent moon hung white in the sky and the stars burned in the darkness above them. – Neil Gaiman, Stardust