Salome

“When you're inside your own story, you don't see things like a reader. You don't see your life in tidy paragraphs and chapters.”
― Jerry Spinelli, The Warden's Daughter

“She cried aloud, with a great mourning cry for all that she had never known in this life, and the agony of a bereavement unguessed till this moment.”
― Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Mists of Avalon

“LAVINIA: I love everything that grows simply-- up toward the sun-- everything that's straight and strong! I hate what's warped and twists and eats into itself and dies for a lifetime in shadow...”
― Eugene O'Neill, Mourning Becomes Electra

“I had heard the old Indian legend about the red fern. How a little Indian boy and girl were lost in a blizzard and had frozen to death. In the spring, when they were found, a beautiful red fern had grown up between their two bodies. The story went on to say that only an angel could plant the seeds of a red fern, and that they never died; where one grew, that spot was sacred.”
― Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows