George Eliot ¡Delicioso otoño! Mi alma está muy apegada a él, si yo fuera un pájaro volaría sobre la tierra buscando los otoños sucesivos.
It happens to us once or twice in a lifetime to be drunk with some book which probably has some extraordinary relative power to intoxicate us and none other; and having exhausted that cup of enchantment we go groping in libraries all our years afterwards in the hope of being in Paradise again. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
Nothing like a good book, a hot cup of tea and a cozy lap blanket on a cold winter's day. | Pavel Gramatikov
Photo by Samantha Lamb When I was a girl, I'd take a quilt out on the grass and read and read and read and read.