Allison Valentine

“I burn'd
And ached for wings”
― John Keats

“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”
― T.S. Eliot

“Her body moved with the frankness that comes from solitary habits. But solitude is only a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot; every choice is a world made new for the chosen. All secrets are witnessed.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Prodigal Summer

“A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.”
― Barbara Kingsolver, Flight Behavior