Autobiography and memoirI have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived and loved and where all your yesterdays are buried deep-leave it any way except a slow way; leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.Beryl MarkhamWest with the Night · 1942★ 4.3
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