Greylette

“Her walk counted. The fact that she was out there alone with her thoughts. Not much had happened. It wasn’t on her. She was kind of sad and kind of free.”

“how unbearable you are, all sweet cheeked and honey steeped”

“…the nocturnal calm of dark gardens,”

“When the room was quite dark, the dress was still visible, glowing with the luminosity of hoar frost, or the green light of the evening star”

“[…] Lingering onward dreamily / In an evening of July;”

“Calm and queenly, comes the summer nymph, July—crowned with azure, clothed with splendour,”

“Her blood is dancing, she wants to live, and there is no life here.”

“It was probably nothing, but it felt like the world.”

“‘I will be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.’”