“One goes forth to search for the blooming bushes of childhood and finds autumnal creeper growing rampant where one left behind blooming roses. Fortunate is he who is able to take delight in the blaze of color of the leaves when he has overcome his disappointment. However, many set forth in search of roses and forget that winter has set in. It is those people whose souls bleed when they search for their childhood. The wind has caused the rose to shed its petals, and those people grasp at thorns. (p.16,17)” NatureChildhoodNostalgiaLgbtqFlowers Book:Memoirs of a Man's Maiden Years Source: Memoirs of a Man's Maiden Years
“May life around us rage and thunder, I shall at last enter the battle of life as a person with equal rights, a strong will, and a glad heart.” HappinessChaosEqualityWillpowerEqual RightsGender EqualityGender IdentityBattles Of Life Book:Memoirs of a Man's Maiden Years Source: Memoirs of a Man's Maiden Years