and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

You made me confess the fears that I have. But I will tell you also what I do not fear. I do not fear to be alone or to be spurned for another or to leave whatever I have to leave. And I am not afraid to make a mistake even a great mistake a lifelong mistake and perhaps as long as eternity too.

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past whether in life or revery he had heard their tale before.

What dreams would he have not seeing. Life a dream for him. Where is the justice being born that way