Ruffian magpies and crows squabbled shrilly in the swaying tree by my window. Then, unbeknownst to me, a tiny starling with its astral plumage came closer still and made its resonant point with greater subtlety.
Stewart Stafford

You want a problem to fix? Fix how you look at me.
Rachael Lippincott, Five Feet Apart

I have wanted you to see out of my eyes so many times.
Elizabeth Berg, The Pull of the Moon

The reason why I hadn't washed my clothes or my hair was because it seemed so silly.

I saw the days of the year stretching ahead like a series of bright, white boxes, and separating one box from another was sleep, like a black shade. Only for me, the long perspective of shades that set off one box from the next had suddenly snapped up, and I could see day after day glaring ahead of me like a white, broad, infinitely desolate avenue.

It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next.

It made me tired just to think of it.

I wanted to do everything once and for all and be through with it.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Experience & Divenire, Ludovico Einaudi

The Last of the Mohicans, Jamie Dupuis

When You Say Nothing At All, The Petersens