“A priest found an infant, about ten inches long, Crammed into the poor-box. The money had all Been taken. Nothing was there except myself, I was the baby, as it turned out. The priest, Thinking I might have eaten the… — Christopher Fry Copy Share Image
“And fairly enough she thought, for that was the way of the world. A road was to be driven upon. The candy dish was there to be eaten, money in the bank got spent, people claimed whatever they could get… — Barbara Kingsolver Copy Share Image
