Autumnal sunrise

 

A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession.
Albert Camus

Why are you looking at me....

 

Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.
Albert Camus

First snow

 

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Albert Camus

Autumnal Scenery

 

A friend to all is a friend to none.
Aristotle