Bryony

“She was shamed. Women like herself, sheltered, indulged, secure, beloved; and yet they dared to find life hard, they dared to pity themselves because the path they trod was strewn with pink rose-petals when their own choice would have been crimson. She hated herself. Her hatred choked her, and she could not speak.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Pilgrim's Inn

“Say that we are a puff of warm breath in a very cold universe. By this kind of reckoning we are either immeasurably insignificant or we are incalculably precious and interesting. I tend toward the second view.”
― Marilynne Robinson

“Hers was the unconscious tyranny of inexorable great expectations.”
― ELIZABETH GOUDGE, Pilgrim's Inn

“I have come to believe that a great teacher is a great artist and that there are as few as there are any other great artists. Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit.”
― John Steinbeck