"my feet are strong
my eyes are clear
i cannot see my way from here
but on we go.”
-sandra mccracken, God’s highway
"they were made of kindness, and silver. like soft silver, melting liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that hans huberman was worth a lot."
-markus zusak, the book thief
"it took him back to when his sister was so sweet, to a long time ago. to when they loved each other in a different world, a boundless, trustful country all its own, where no mother or father came, either through sweetness or impatience"
-eudora welty, june recital
"it was the face of spring, it was the face of summer, it was the warmness of clover breath. pomegranate glowed in her lips, and the noon sky in her eyes. to touch her face was that always new experience of opening your window one december morning, early, and putting our your hand to the first white cool powdering of snow that had come, silently, with no announcement, in the night."
-ray bradbury, dandelion wine
"later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
'where does it hurt?'
"maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.”