Vanessa Powell

“Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit”
― Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

“There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worse of all, no way out”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

“Home! That was what they meant, those caressing appeals, Those soft touches wafted through the air, those invisible little hands pulling and tugging, all one way.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

“How can you be happy in this world? You have a hole in your heart. You have a gateway inside you to lands beyond the world you know. They will call you, as you grow.”
― neil gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane