“ You weremoon's eye to mepull and grained and mantling' - Praise Song For My Mother by Charlotte Mew Charlotte Mew
“ In winter, on the darkest nights, one rejoices even to see the tiniest sliver of a moon. Marty Rubin
“ The lovelorn came, too. The alone. The lunatics-they were brought here, sometimes. Got their name from the moon, it was only fair the moon had a chance to fix things. Neil Gaiman
“ When you touch the moon with beloved eyes, you behold a glimpse of an amazing life. Debasish Mridha
“ She is mad, and I am sane. To speak to her, even the first word, would be an acknowledgement and an acceptance of her madness, and from there I would have no choice but to follow her down the hole unt… Dexter Palmer
“ Soon our culture's oldest dreams will be made real. Even the thought of sending a kind of flying craft to the moon is no longer nothing more than a child's fantasy. At this moment in the cities below… Dexter Palmer
“ Purple threaded evening. a torn goddess laying on the roof. milk sky. lavender hued moan against hot asphalt. the thickness of evening presses into your throat. polaroids taped to the ceiling. ivy pou… Taylor Rhodes
“ The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Tahereh Mafi
