Thursday, May 29, 2014

fashioned to dream in

There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.
The Awakening, Kate Chopin

Favorite thoughts from a favorite work. 


  1. beautiful words and flowers. i seriously am obsessed with peonies.

  2. loved that book. wrote my senior thesis on that book!! beautiful picture.


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