No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“But I know that the body I inhabit will only take so much, can only go so far. Rocks, stones, even the leaning twisting trees, all are harder and more enduring. The stones have weight and mass, and agonised trees… — Eva Figes Copy Share Image
