Posted on September 9, 2015September 9, 2015crumbs along the path… ‘I don’t believe in magic,’ The young boy said. The old man smiled, ‘You will, when you see her.’ — Atticus —
Posted on June 26, 2015June 27, 2015giving and being… She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world. — Joanne Harris —
Posted on June 12, 2015June 12, 2015curious girl… She was a curious girl, Who loved the smell of old books, chasing butterflies and touching herself under the covers. — Michael Faudet —
Posted on May 11, 2015May 12, 2015i like her… I could watch her the rest of my life. — Philip K. Dick —
Posted on March 17, 2015March 19, 2015good as drink is, it ends in thirst… It is in the shelter of each other that people live. — Irish Proverb —