Sarah

“The life congenial to Sharon, however melancholy, is the world of phantoms, more alluring than dreams, that impinges on her dreaming. The pervasive tone is a sweet sadness, a pleasurable longing, suffused with drug-like strains of music. Longing for what? Signs are visible. A child is sometimes seen wearing a blindfold, groping about as if for companions. A voice says, “It is not your longing, but part of the world’s longing.” A profound recognition sweetens her sorrow. She moves, she floats, she glides, she gasps to see the earth receding behind her, space unfolding before her. Bells are ringing.”
― Wright Morris, Plains Song: For Female Voices

“I could not resist the clarity of the world in books, the incredibly satisfying way in which life became weighty and accessible. Books were reality. I hadn’t made up my mind about my own life, a vague, dreamy affair, amorphous and dimly perceived, without beginning or end.”
― Frank Conroy, Stop-Time: A Memoir

“The little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love. WORDSWORTH: Tintern Abbey”
― George Eliot, Felix Holt: The Radical

“Consideration like an angel came And whipped the offending Adam out of her; Leaving her body as a paradise To envelop and contain celestial spirits. SHAKESPEARE: Henry V”
― George Eliot, Felix Holt: The Radical