Amy Blunt

“And you cannot build a home for your worth inside of another being.”
― Victoria Erickson, Rhythms and Roads

“At last came the golden month of the wild folk-- honey-sweet May, when the birds come back, and the flowers come out, and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.”
― Samuel Scoville Jr., Wild Folk

“Pain will no longer be our curse, Molly”
― Rosalie Ham, The Dressmaker

“Poetry is a sort of homecoming.”
― Paul Celan