“He walked out into the road and stood. The silence. The salitter drying from the earth. The mudstained shapes of flooded cities burned to th waterline. At a crossroads a ground set with dolmen stones where the spoken bones of… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“..I have been many things since last we met. I have been trees and rivers and hills and stones. I have spoken to stars and earth and wind.” — Susanna Clarke Copy Share Image
