The sun was boiling, the swaying was uncomfortable, the horse stank. She felt wonderful
“Always trust in proven survivors.”
“Of course it would be hard. But I remembered what my nurseryman grandfather used to say when I didnt want to go to school: half the work in the world was done by people who didnt feel so good today.”
“I've never minded it," he went on. "Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.”
“There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison”