“Food for the body, milk for your bones, ice for the bleeding, a belly of stones.”

“I wished we had milk – milk for strong bones. Dylan said he would eat the fish bones if I would quit talking about milk.”

“Love is the soul of the world, though its body bleeds, and we must learn to bleed with it. Love is also the seed and milk and the fruit of the world, though we can partake of it in greed or reverence. We are born, we eat, and learn, and die. We leave a tracery of messages in the lives of others, a little shifting of the soil, a stone moved from here to there, a word uttered, a song, a poem left behind. I was here, each of these declare. I was here.”

“Sticks and stones will break your bones, but failure will get you killed.”

“Forget food for thought. Give me food for my belly.”

“You have ruthlessness in your bones and ice in your heart, Clarissa. Don't tell me any differently.”