Excerpt from A Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin
(a well loved, well read, often read novel of mine that sits comfortably on my bedside table).
When true love is lost, life can bleed all meaning. We are left blank.
But the possibility of destiny remains.
What we are meant for may yet be discovered, and once in a very long while that journey to find our destiny may defeat even time itself.
(a well loved, well read, often read novel of mine that sits comfortably on my bedside table).
When true love is lost, life can bleed all meaning. We are left blank.
But the possibility of destiny remains.
What we are meant for may yet be discovered, and once in a very long while that journey to find our destiny may defeat even time itself.
