Quote of the Weekend

“A voice in the dome
tells us behind each star we can see,
the night hides millions more,
like the words we don’t say
behind the ones we use to
get through moments like this when
too much time has passed between us
and every visit could be the last.” – Home on Leave, The Warrior by Frances Richey

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Quote of the Weekend

“It was a bitter night. The thin snowfall had stopped at dusk and gradually the clouds cleared in the eastern sky to reveal a brightness of cold stars. A fitful wind whipped the fallen snow into airy and fantastic shapes that curled and glinted above the path on which the men trudged like doomed animals.” – Sharpe’s Rifles by Bernard Cornwell

(I love the beauty of this scene mixed with the pain of marching through a cold winter. Cornwell is one of the greatest historical fiction writer of our age, in my humble opinion.)