EJ Hansard

“The clouds tonight are moving in a deep ocean sky, a few bright glimpses of starlight now and then. What was the exact door that opened, I wonder, and when was that opening, that brought me to such a night?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 8

“Then he said, and I quote, “Either a friendship with you is the grandest thing in the world, Miss Lion, or you are delusional. Which is it?” An unfair question, I felt. Surely there is room for a degree of both?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 3

“These long days out of doors feel like coming home to a place to which I've always held a key, but was told it should be put away. But, oh! There has been a sovereignty of self in this place--of body, of spirit, of the intangible magic which sews the two together. To shout and run. To lie in tall grasses and watch the wind play the sunlight both true and false. To feel the building threat of rain and watch it crash to earth from the tenuous safety beneath a tree rather than from behind a window.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 7

“We often hear people say life is not fair, and yet it always feels like stubbing one's toe when we actually find it to be true.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 6