It is a glorious privilege to live, to know, to
act, to listen, to behold, to love. To look up at the blue summer sky; to
see the sun sink slowly beyond the line of the horizon; to watch the worlds
come twinkling into view, first one by one, and the myriads that no man can
count, and lo! the universe is white with them; and you and I are here.
—Marco Morrow
—Marco Morrow
oh italy.
ReplyDeletei can hear the language in my head
and it's a delight.