Friday, March 31, 2017

changing of the seasons


"Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years go? What would she think of me now?’" — Sylvia Plath
"The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn’t exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so." — Siegfried Sassoon
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