“She had never before suffered from claustrophobia, but the room seemed too small to contain Luke's elation, and she felt that she… — Esther Spurrill Jones Delight Copy Share Image
“Here lies clever Trevor; Truth was not his friend. He lied until the end; Now, he’ll lie forever.” — Esther Spurrill Jones Epitaph Copy Share Image
“What was to fear from a foe that could be defeated by a few potholes and the heat of the sun?” — Esther Spurrill Jones Fear Copy Share Image
“Poem Words from the heart Breaking, teaching, healing The deepest, purest form of art Feeling” — Esther Spurrill Jones Art Copy Share Image
