Fannie Ormerod

“Touching the light of enlightenment means that divine love intuition is accessible beyond our limited mind.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

“funeral wreath for the queen.” He sat in the clear space between the bank and the first line of trees and bent a pine bough into a circle, tying it with a piece of wet string from the castle. And because it looked cold and green, he picked spring beauties from the forest floor and wove them among the needles. He put it down in front of him. A cardinal flew down to the bank, cocked its brilliant head, and seemed to stare at the wreath. P. T. let out a growl which sounded more like a purr. Jess put his hand on the dog to quiet him. The bird hopped about a moment more, then flew leisurely away. “It’s a sign from the Spirits,” Jess said quietly. “We made a worthy offering.” He walked slowly, as part of a great procession, though only the puppy could be seen, slowly forward carrying the queen’s wreath to the sacred grove.”
― Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia

“Ok, first things first,’ said Amercron assertively, ‘Bab’s where are we exactly?’
There was another of those silences, which in his current adrenalin fuelled state, he hadn’t the patience for. ‘Well?’
‘Well Honey, were in space.”
― A.R. Merrydew, Inara

“Peter the pedo killer and I spent a couple of days touring pharmacies”
― Edward Williams, Framed & Hunted: A True Story of Occult Persecution