When you were a little girl, Madam.....was this the woman you dreamed of becoming?

“We think we know people, and dismiss the scenes as aberrations, as the lightnin…”

“Despite all their fears, we ask very little of the ones who never loved us. We …”

“Does love always form, like a pearl, around the hardened bits of life?”

“Margaret herself hadn't known her body was a parish bell tolling at every heart…”