Our little room was morbidly quiet and sorrow was heaped in my corner like dirty snow.
I'll do it because I want to but not because you tell me to!
In the country, weather is as important as food and sometimes means the difference between life and death.
There’s nothing as cozy as a piece of candy and a book.
a grudge will soon rot the pocket you carry it in.
Dare we face the question of just how much of the darkness around us is of our own making?