Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.
Libba BrayAin't that a sight? With all the things we know and learn, we still ain't touched the big mysteries -- where we come from, where we go next, why we even her. And when something truly miraculous happens, we run and hide in our caves. We deny.
Libba BrayShe loved attention. It was like a glass of the best champagneโbubbly and intoxicatingโand as with champagne, she always wanted more of it. Still, she didnโt want to seem like an easy mark. โIf you must know, Iโve come to join a convent,โ Evie said, testing him.
Libba BrayThe vicar, whose name is Reverend Waite, leads us in prayers that all begin with 'O Lord' and end with our somehow not being worthy-sinners who have always been sinners and will forever more be sinners until we die. It isn't the most optimistic outlook I've ever heard but we're encouraged to keep trying anyway.
Libba BrayI'm floating inside my skin. I could go on floating like this for days. Right now, the real world with its heartbreak and disappointments is just a pulse against the protective membrane we've drunk ourselves into. It's somewhere outside us, waiting." A Great and Terrible Beauty, Page 141, by
Libba Bray