October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!
Rainbow RowellWasnโt hitting bottom the thing you had to do to knock some sense into yourself? Wasnโt hitting bottom the thing that showed you which way was up?
Rainbow Rowell