“ ... fantasy is not practice for what is real—fantasy is the opiate of women. ”
You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free.
~ Shannon Hale
You're better than seven years of food. You're better than windows. You're even better than the sky.
They finished laughing and caught their breaths, and looked at each other, and Ani thought Geric looked at her too long, as though he forgot he was looking, as though he did not wish to do anything else. She looked back. Her took heart took its time quieting down.
I keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. In the end, when he finally frees himself, he flies so high he becomes a star. My nurse said the story was about how we all have something that keeps us down.
