Clarissa

“Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things”
― Laurie Lee, Cider with Rosie

“She was too honest, too natural for this frightened man; too remote from his tidy laws. She was, after all, a country girl; disordered, hysterical, loving. She was muddled and mischievous as a chimney-jackdaw, she made her nest of rags and jewels, was happy in the sunlight, squawked loudly at danger, pried and was insatiably curious, forgot when to eat or ate all day, and sang when sunsets were red.”
― Laurie Lee, Cider with Rosie

“One place suits on person, another place suits another person. For my part, I prefer to live in the country, like Timmy Willie.”
― Beatrix Potter, The Tale of Johnny Town-Mouse

“For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love.”
― Laurie Lee, As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning