“One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by sides and a hug.” — Jeannine Atkins Copy Share Image
“Names and knowledge change, the way the turning world brings color or deep shadows, without a sound even as soft as the twist of… — Jeannine Atkins Copy Share Image
“Love's language is imprecise, fits more like mittens than gloves.” — Jeannine Atkins Copy Share Image
“One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by… — Jeannine Atkins Copy Share Image
