Canadian Songbird

“I’d never learned how to relate to people, much less how to speak up for myself. I preferred to sit and rage quietly.”

Elsewhere the hare is described as easily distracted, trembling, highly strung, melancholy and strange.

Come tender as the trees               forgiving the books                         for asking to be made.

“Sometimes the memory of happiness cannot stay true because it ended unhappily.”

“You can’t let your heart go bad like that, like sour milk. There’s always a chance you’ll want to use it later.”

“There's nothing

“What, I sometimes ask, could I do without [my books]? I have recourse to them as to friends; they shorten and cheer many an hour that would be too long and too desolate otherwise; even when my tired sight will not permit me to continue reading, it is pleasant to see them on the shelf, or on the table.”