“Behold,' said the Voice, 'earthly beauty. It is nothing but seeming, for to the uninstructed eye the world appears fruitful and sweet,… — Maria McCann Beauty Copy Share Image
“I mean that repeated offences, even when they secure forgiveness, drive out love. And from that I came to say that one… — Maria McCann Forgiveness Copy Share Image
There had been a frozen mist here, and the trees were spun into feathers. Their fragile brilliance made me wonder why, into… — Maria McCann Brilliance Copy Share Image
“Violent love eats up what it does love, and it is mere appetite. I scribbled on the bottom of this before sending… — Maria McCann Another time Copy Share Image
“How did men make themselves loved, I wondered. I had passed all my life with men who were loved but I seemed… — Maria McCann Isolation Copy Share Image
“I pictured Becs and myself together, squabbling, but always over little things, while I rotted away at the core from love of… — Maria McCann Little things Copy Share Image
I followed him up the stairs. I was a fornicator, of unnatural appetite, in thrall to an Atheist. I repeated the words… — Maria McCann Appetite Copy Share Image
I wondered at him, so wise and so foolish, to have lived with me all these months and not know that the… — Maria McCann Break Copy Share Image
“I dig and plough at your command,' I replied, 'but you will not tell me how to shit.” — Maria McCann Freedom Copy Share Image
“Will you still walk with me?’ ‘Would you walk with a bad angel?” — Maria McCann Angel Copy Share Image
“God cuts out our path, makes a groove in the clay with His finger, and we poor blind ants slide down into… — Maria McCann Ant Copy Share Image
But what virtue I do have is in me and of me. Men deny the good that comes from themselves, calling it… — Maria McCann Calling Copy Share Image
“I studied the shape of my friend’s hands, and how he clasped them. I could smell his skin and hair in the… — Maria McCann Cold air Copy Share Image
“You talked once of bodily dignity.’ ‘I’ve seen heads shot off.” — Maria McCann Respect Copy Share Image
“Sin is our condition," I said. "Say rather that love is our rightful condition." "You talk like--you are a good man! But… — Maria McCann Bible Copy Share Image
“All I could do was to hold on tight to the sides of the chair, and keep myself from sucking his fingers.… — Maria McCann Copy Share Image
