“This rose of pearl-coated infinity transformsthe diseased slums of a broken heartinto a palace made of psalms and gold.”
“It was a palace, made entirely of gold, sitting on an island of silver snow at the very top of the world. East of the sun, and west of the moon.”
“She was a lovely blonde, with fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on her head, and her pearls were in her mouth.”
“The Lord is close to the broken hearted. He rescues the crushed in spirit.[Psalm 34:18]”
“Her palace shimered with onyx, garnet, and gold, but was richer still in political and sexual intrigue.”
“How memories lie to us. How time coats the ordinary with gold. How it breaks the heart to go back and attempt to re-live them. How crushed we are when we discover that the gold was merely gold-plating thinly coated over lead, chalk and peeling paint.”