“It has never occurred to me before, but this is truly how it is: all of us on earth walk constantly over a seething, scarlet sea of flame, hidden below, in the belly of the earth. We never think of it. But what if the thin crust under our feet should turn into glass and we should suddenly see?” IfsThinkingShouldEarthTurnsWalksSeaFeetGlassesFlamesWhat IfBellyScarletSeething Author:Yevgeny Zamyatin
“In the United States those bits of our history that remain are paved over, sanitized, packaged for easy consumption. At those sites not already lost to commercial development, we walk between velvet ropes, herded by guides, warned not to touch. Our icons are preserved under glass, their magic demystified in glossy brochures.” StatesLostEasyBitsWalksUnitedHistoryUnited StatesMagicDevelopmentGlassesGuidesConsumptionSiteRopeIconsVelvetBrochures Author:Biloine W. Young
“When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts; until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.” KnowsHeartLastsAsksLeftWalksSummerGlassesAutumnFog Author:John Mayer