Khlood

“It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the edge of tempers that had ebbed and flowed between the walls, into the walls, over the years.
Wasn't it, after all, a kind of life?
And there were houses, he knew it, that breathed. They carried in their wood and stone, their brick and mortar a kind of ego that was nearly, very nearly, human.”
― Nora Roberts, Key of Knowledge

“It's the age-old battle between mind and heart, which seldom want the same thing.”
― Dan Brown, Inferno

“Peaceful moon. I consist only of bones.”
― Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

“We often don't realize the passing of years until we see them in a child.”
― Chris Burkmenn