The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.
Erin MorgensternYou send me all these roses. Every time I think the last bouquet has arrived, finally, another turns up. Iโm running out of vases. I didnโt know roses came in so many colors. You say theyโre the perfect symbols of love because they have thorns and love is pain. I say life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. And you donโt get it. You say you love me, but you donโt speak my language. You donโt even realize Iโm an orchid girl.
Erin MorgensternYou don't have to be a chef or even a particularly good cook to experience proper kitchen alchemy: the moment when ingredients combine to form something more delectable than the sum of their parts.
Erin MorgensternBecause I do not wish to know,โ he says. โI prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark.
Erin Morgenstern