"The fountains of my great deep are broken up, and I have rained my reminiscenses for four and twenty hours. The old life has swept before me like a panorama; the old days have trooped by in their old glory, again; the old faces have looked out of the mists of the past; old footsteps have sounded, old voices have greeted me, and the songs I loved ages and ages ago have come wailing down the centuries" -- Mark Twain
2 comments:
NY sure is pretty-I love that place! There is beauty and perhaps a little sadness in that Mark Twain qoute you posted. When and where did he say it?
That quote is amazing. So beautiful and touching, and seems to indicate so much in so few words. Also, the picture is beautiful! A good match.
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