‘‘How will I live my life without you?’‘
‘’I stop to entrust hope to tomorrow that’s like saying “There is no rain that doesn’t stop.” “There is no everlasting night.”
Speaking of the rain, someday was also rainy in this way.
Today is also downpour…’‘
“There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn”
— Agalloch, Dead Winter Days