“I first tasted under Apollo’s lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or hyacinth which the wind combs back across some rock shelf; I, Evadne, was made of the god of light. His… — H.D Copy Share Image
“At least I have the flowers of myself, and my thoughts, no god can take that; I have the fervour of myself for a… — H.D Copy Share Image
“She wanted George with some uncorrelated sector of Her Gart, she wanted George to correlate for her, life here, there. She wanted George to… — H.D Copy Share Image
“Hermione looked far and far and George was a midge and a leaf was the size of a house and an acorn-cup would shelter… — H.D Copy Share Image
“There was a zone she had not explored. She could use the same counter, the same sort of password that she used with all… — H.D Copy Share Image
“Nothing held her, she was nothing holding to this thing: I am Hermione Gart, a failure.” — H.D Copy Share Image
“She knew herself the heart of a king buried in a sepulchre (in the land of his love) while the body of the king… — H.D Copy Share Image
“Some plants, some small water creatures give a sort of jellyfish sort of birth by breaking apart, by separating themselves from themselves.” — H.D Copy Share Image
“That odd infallible sliding-like-crystal air on water that means day's left dawn for morning.” — H.D Copy Share Image
“I am not Undine for Undine or the Little Mermaid sold her glory for feet. Undine (or the Little Mermaid) couldn't speak after she… — H.D Copy Share Image
“I have tasted words, I have seen them. Never had her hands reached out in darkness and felt the texture of pure marble, never… — H.D Copy Share Image
“The thing she realised in that moment, that fraction of waiting, was lost. Nothing could bring the thing back, no words could make the… — H.D Copy Share Image
