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“Did I live the spring I’d sought?
It’s true in joy, I walked along,
took part in dance,
and sang the song.
and never tried to bind an hour
to my borrowed garden bower;
nor did I once entreat
a day to slumber at my feet.

Yet days aren’t lulled by lyric song,
like morning birds they pass along,
o’er crests of trees, to none belong;
o’er crests of trees of drying dew,
their larking flight, my hands, eschew
Thus I’ll say it once and true�

From all that I saw,
and everywhere I wandered,
I learned that time cannot be spent,
It only can be squandered.”
― Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

“You know that moment when you hug somebody, when your heart feels warm and high in your chest and tingly? When you feel just for a second like a baby in a womb... that nothing matters? That's how I want you to feel. That's what a girlfriend should do, I think.”
― Jake Vander Ark, The Accidental Siren

“After joyfully working each morning, I would leave off around midday to challenge myself to a footrace. Speeding along the sunny paths of the Jardin du Luxembourg, ideas would breed like aphids in my head—for creative invention is easy and sublime when air cycles quickly through the lungs and the body is busy at noble tasks.”
― Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

“See that house with the Ivy on it? From that rooftop, what if you leapt onto the next rooftop, dashed over that blue & green wall, climbed and jumped up the pipe, ran across the roof and jumped to the next? You can, in animation.
If you could walk along the cable, you could see the other side. When you look from above, so many things reveal themselves to you. Maybe race along the concrete wall. Suddenly, there in your humdrum town there is a magical movie. Isn’t it fun to see things that way? Feels like you could go somewhere far beyond�
…maybe you canâ€�”
― Hayao Miyazaki

“It stops here, With me and you, It ends with us.”
― Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us

“He turns toward the voice. It is as though the darkness itself has spoken. But when he looks closer he can make her out - the very pale blonde hair first, gleaming in what little light there is, then the shimmering stuff of her dress.”
― Lucy Foley

“The web of rooftops was his playground, his place of freedom. Up there, there were no rules,
no one to tell him what he could or couldn’t do, no boundaries or boarders, and no obstacles
he couldn’t overcome.”
― K.L. Harris, Equillian's Key

“Aamir, recalling back to the idyllic days of his college youth, pictured himself once again sitting quietly on a familiar neighbourhood rooftop. He often enjoyed relaxing there, alone or with friends, while watching the colourful fluttering prayer flags on rooftop poles, especially in the warmth of an early evening breeze, as wispy clouds drifted against the jagged Himalayan backdrop. He has oft times wondered, ever since his childhood, if the prayers to the spirits of the dead, flying out from those slowly tattering rags, will ever really be answered. Perhaps it will be in another place, in another time, when we’re living another life that we shall finally know. Aamir had calmly thought at the time. He was that sort of philosophical guy.”
― Andrew James Pritchard, One In an Eleven Million

“What happened yesterday was obviously a mistake, and it will never be spoken of again. Goodbye forever.”
― Faith Erin Hicks, The Nameless City

“There seemed to be handfuls of stars tossed right above the rooftops in Haddan, keeping the town still alight at midnight.”
― Alice Hoffman, The River King

“Home is defined very aptly as “Mother as the Foundation & Father as the Roof ”
― Sandeep Sahajpal, The Twelfth Preamble: To all the authors to be!

“Home is defined very aptly as “Mother as Foundation & Father as the Roofâ€�. If that is ingrained in you, there are No Boundaries for you in life.”
― Sandeep Sahajpal, The Twelfth Preamble: To all the authors to be!

“I don't need more,
Don't let the chance go.

All i was looking for,
To live royalty,
My reality.

Over the clouds,
Watching the crowd.”
― Alaaeldin Hamada, 1736: PART I