Prayer's a very tricky business.

“A mist is rolling over the fields. Why is a summer mist romantic and autumn mis…”

“Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.”

“Now, paper and pencils," said Miss Marcy, clapping her hands.Writing paper is s…”

“I couldn't make it out - why you ever let me, I mean. I understand now. Things …”