Laura Potts

“A girl sat captive in a tower of stone, she sat and dreamed but dreamt alone...”
― Giselle V. Steele, Cold Blue Flame

“The vast open sea at night is a song being written; a rhyme, a mysterious and gentle arpeggiated work of Beethoven. It's sung by the waves as they travel on the face of the ocean, and their lyrics are the rhythm of the pounding surf.”
― Giselle V. Steele, Rivers Never Fill The Sea

“I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

“I remembered a song, it reminded me of you
It made me think of a city I might pass through.
The sky turned gray, and the clouds turned blue
and the flowers all bowed under a misty dew.”
― Giselle V. Steele, Desert Rose, Notes on the Intangible World of Emotions