“There were so many miracles at work: that a blossom might become a peach, that a bee could make honey in its thorax, that rain might someday fall. I thought then about the seasons changing, and in the gray of night I could almost will myself to see the azure sky, the gold of the maple leaves, the crimson of the ripe apples, the hoarfrost on the grass.”

“Someday we might look back with a curious nostalgia at the days when profligate homeowners wastefully sprayed their lawns with liquid gold to make the grass grow, just so they could then burn black gold to cut it down on the weekends.”

“I watch as the seasons change. Leaves float in the sky and fall gracefully to the earth. I sit and wish that you were here with me. Night takes the day, and I can feel you near. I can’t see your face, but I know you are in my dreams. I hear you. I wait to find you, the one who haunts my soul. Where are you? Only the seasons ever change; leaves continue to fall and then rustle about the earth. Night continues to reign over me. Though the memories are lost, I know a part of you is still with me.”

“And I came to understand, in a way I never had before, that books are truly the stuff of miracles. I even dared to dream that someday, somehow, I might surround myself with books from many times and many tongues...”

“The multicolored leaves were softly glowing against the black sky, creating an untimely nocturnal rainbow which scattered its spectral tints everywhere and dyed the night with a harvest of hues: peach gold and pumpkin orange, honey yellow and winy amber, apple red and plum violet. Luminous within their leafy shapes, the colors cast themselves across the darkness and were splattered upon our streets and our fields and our faces. Everything was resplendent with the pyrotechnics of a new autumn.”

“Love ForeverIf I were the trees ...I would turn my leaves to gold and scatter them toward the sky so they would circle about your head and fall in piles at your feet...so you might know wonder.If I were the mountains ...I would crumble down and lift you up so you could see all of my secret places, where the rivers flow and the animals run wild ...so you might know freedom.If I were the ocean ...I would raise you onto my gentle waves and carry you across the seas to swim with the whales and the dolphins in the moonlit waters,so you might know peace.If I were the stars ...I would sparkle like never before and fall from the sky as gentle rain,so that you would always look towards heaven and know that you can reach the stars.If I were the moon ...I would scoop you up and sail you through the sky and show you the Earth below in all its wonder and beauty, so you might know that all the Earth is at your command.If I were the sun ...I would warm and glow like never before and light the sky with orange and pink,so you would gaze upward and always know the glory of heaven.But I am me ...and since I am the one who loves you, I will wrap you in my arms and kiss you and love you with all of my heart,and this I will do until ...the mountains crumble down ...and the oceans dry up ...and the stars fall from the sky ...and the sun and moon burn out ...And that is forever.”