"i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you"
~e.e. cummings
“I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy.” ~ Willa Cather