Books have always been to me like a kind of embalmed mind. The dead may be scattered, and who can find them, but their voices live in the library. — Laurel Lea Copy Share Image
Plans can be like a winged horse, but their execution plods along pulling carts. — Laurel Lea Copy Share
Charm is the enchanted dart, light and subtle as a hummingbird. But it is deceptive in one thing: like a sense of humor, if… — Laurel Lea Copy Share
It isn't fair that there's pressure exerted on those who choose to live on the edges of the bell-shaped curve of normal. — Laurel Lea Copy Share
A personal offense is like a scratch on a phonograph record. I couldn't move my thoughts beyond my pain. It kept repeating, as if… — Laurel Lea Copy Share
I want the privilege of guiding the arrows of my children and giving them the exhortations that can shoot them into the high place. — Laurel Lea Copy Share
Books have always been to me like a kind of embalmed mind. The dead may be scattered, and who can find them, but their… — Laurel Lea Copy Share
