Status Updates From Till We Have Faces

Finished the first part of the book, now onto part 2 and EATING it UP.

“Now, flung at me like frolic or insolence, there came as if it were a voice—no words—but if you made it into words it would be, ‘Why should your heart not dance?’ It’s the measure of my folly that my heart almost answered, ‘Why not?’”

“Who can feel ugly when the heart meets delight?”

“You know how it is when you shed few tears or none, but there is a weight and pressure of weeping through your whole head. It is like that even now when I remember her going out, slim and straight as a sceptre, out of the darkness and cool of the hall into the hot, pestilential glare of that day.”

“She made beauty all round her. When she trod on mud, the mud was beautiful; when she ran in the rain, the rain was silver. When she picked up a toad—she had the strangest and, I thought, unchanciest love for all manner of brutes—the toad became beautiful.”