Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. ...

What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfort
Of being strangers, at least to ourselves. (Mark Strand)

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Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

Mark Strand Quotes: What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.