“What began the change was the very writing itself. Let no one lightly set about such a work. Memory, once waked, will play the tyrant.”
― Till We Have Faces
― Till We Have Faces
“The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing — to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from — my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back.”
― Till We Have Faces
― Till We Have Faces
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