Sabrina

“They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When suddenly across the lune
A wind with fingers goes.

They perished in the seamless grass,
No eye could find the place;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face”
― Emily Dickinson

“Is there no way out of the mind?”
― Sylvia Plath

“She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.”
― Louisa May Alcott, Work: A Story of Experience