“It was the same rainy night when everything had a meaning, and your existence was worth embracing.” ― Arindol Dey

 “She dreamed of autumn. Of chilly autumn winds and soft fall rains. She could even feel the cool moisture as the rain drops touched her face and ran down her cheeks. Her denim skirt and work boots felt heavy as the rain in her dreams splashed cold water against them”

― Grace Willows