“He turns toward the voice. It is as though the darkness itself has spoken. But when he looks closer he can make her out - the very pale blonde hair first, gleaming in what little light there is, then the… — Lucy Foley Copy Share Image
“nature, who knows nothing of convention, has the audacity of a genius.” — Lucy Foley Copy Share Image
“He turns toward the voice. It is as though the darkness itself has spoken. But when he looks closer he can make her out… — Lucy Foley Copy Share Image
“I think, in art, it is as noble a thing as to to try to make people happy, to help them escape, as it… — Lucy Foley Copy Share Image
