Garry

“I climb the vine-covered walls
using stillness as a braided rope,
and drop like a cat
into the garden of the eternal.”
― Don Hynes, Something Will Change Me: Poems of Soul and Spirit

“You see, if I stop thinking about what I’m scenting on the air or in the undergrowth, if I cease wondering which path to tread or where we’re going and instead let myself meld into the space in my head, it’s as if I am living in what the humans called a library, the place where all knowledge is stored.”
― Graham Pryor, Cerberus

“Ben leaned back slightly, studying her with that same
unreadable calm. “I looked into you, you know. Not the
name you gave. The real one.”
Jane sat up slowly, her wine glass balanced loosely in
one hand. The water had gone too still, as if something
just below the surface had pressed pause.”
― D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: Secrets

“The Green Judges, most of them decidedly miffed, grumbled out one by one, though I got a wink and a thumbsup from Washington.”
― Gary Clemenceau, Banker's Holiday: A Novel of Fiscal Irregularity