Julie Carrick Dalton

“Lake water lived inside her. She had swallowed and inhaled it in gulps and gasps. Flicks of eroded granite boulders and millennia-old secrets has settled in her cells. She had always been made of these mountains. This lake. This forest.”
― Julie Carrick Dalton, Waiting for the Night Song

“The best way to avoid other people's emotions was to avoid the people who had them. And since everyone had emotions, Polly avoided most people. The solitude suited her, even if it concerned the adults around her.
Forest emotions were much more manageable. They rolled in like a slow-moving tide. If she sat long enough with a tree, the tiny tremors of almost-awareness became part of her without announcing themselves.”
― Julie Carrick Dalton