“Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long near water, begin to rust. Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.”
― Gretel Ehrlich, The Solace of Open Spaces

“True solace is finding none, which is to say, it is everywhere.”
― Gretel Ehrlich, The Solace of Open Spaces