“It was Sunday morning, and old people passed me like sad grey waves on their way to church.” — Barbara Comyns Church Copy Share Image
“Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my… — Barbara Comyns Cry Copy Share Image
“After a time Emma opened the picnic basket and they ate honey sandwiches with ants on them and drank the queer tea… — Barbara Comyns Tea Copy Share Image
“She cleared her throat once or twice, and said something about poor people should eat a lot of herrings, as they were… — Barbara Comyns Poor people Copy Share Image
“She came to a little wrecked pleasure-steamer, which had become embedded in the mud several summers ago and which no one had… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“When I left the kitchen the whole family were all gazing upwards at the dancing flies.” — Barbara Comyns Dance Copy Share Image
![“Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and trickled into my ears. I thought, 'I even cry in a humble, common way, with tears flowing into my ears.' But the humble, common tears had relieved me[...]” quote by Barbara Comyns](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/47a/barbara-comyns-47028_cry_now-i-lay-down-on-this-tree-and-felt-a-l_588721.jpg)
