Post by Beth Levin

luthienne “Nothing is ever wasted, she believed sensibly, even one’s childhood, and then each year, one summer morning, the warm wind would come down the city street where she walked and she would be touched with the little cold thought: I have let more time go by.” — Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House Carus House in Pillnitz ~ Carl Gustav Carus (1789–1869) Source: patricia-loves-art