Julia

“Dark girls, fair girls were patting their hair, tying ribbons again, tucking handkerchiefs down the fronts of their bodices, smoothing marble-white gloves. And because they were all laughing it seemed to Leila that they were all lovely.”
― Katherine Mansfield, The Garden Party and Other Stories

“Both of us wore signet rings on our little fingers.”
― Fleur Jaeggy, Sweet Days of Discipline

“I sit in the field, lost in the summer breeze among the grain and white clouds. My life is a holiday, everything is bliss, I am at peace with all living things.”
― Tove Ditlevsen, There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems

“The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude. All along the white beach, up and down, there was no living thing in sight. A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling, disabled down, down to the water.”
― Kate Chopin, The Awakening