Lorrie L. Birchall

“Our tree became the talking tree of the fairy tale; legends and stories nestled like birds in its branches.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament.”
― Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame

“To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one. ”
― Colette