I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.
Libba BrayPlease do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.
Libba BrayWhen I dream, I dream of him. For several nights now heโs come to me, waving from a distant shore as if heโs been waiting patiently for me to arrive. He doesnโt utter a word, but his smile says everything: Iโve missed you.
Libba Bray