I am the foam that sweeps and fills the uttermost rims of the rocks with whiteness; I am also a girl, here in this room.

“Books are the mirrors of the soul.”

“In fact, though their acquaintance had been so short, they had guessed, as alwa…”

“With a brain working and a body working one could keep step with the crowd and …”

“When the storm crosses the marsh and sweeps over me where I lie in the ditch un…”