Charles Baudelaire

Everything, alas, is an abyss, — actions, desires, dreams, words! The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist. Love is a rose whose every jubilee is an illusion and every thorn a reality.

Siri Hustvedt

I love the little garden in the back of my family’s brownstone in Brooklyn. Digging out there in the dirt is a joy for me. Although by the time August rolls around and my roses have black spot, I need the break winter provides.

Alice Hoffman

Let her wake as when she close her eyes. That was all Jenny asked for. That was all she begged for on this March night that was perfectly equal to the day, unique in all the season. Let her be the same sweet girl, unburdened by gifts or sorrow. Always keep mint on your windowsill… Lees verder Alice Hoffman