Falling

The seasons have turned, the weather has cooled, and once more, I feel the the crisp breath of solitude and the small twinge of loneliness I usually associate with autumn. Fall is always a season of love and loss. To this end, I devote the upcoming week to appropriate quotations.

For today:

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love. - Washington Irving