“Get close to grass and you’ll see a star.”

“You’ll come backTo me . . .It’s written in the stars, you see,you’ll come back.You’ll come back,it’s a factthat I am strong because I dobelieve in you.”

“A blade of grass is the journeywork of the stars”

“Let’s get out of here.” “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.”

“With Tom, there had never been a door to close, only the grass to lie on, never a bed; no walls, no ceiling to shut them in - or others out. Only the moon to see them, only the moon, some stars and whatever it was that had flown up out of the field when Ede had cried 'don't' in the final seconds of their embrace. Don't - meaning don't withdraw.”

“And yet this self, containsTides, continents and stars―a myriad selves,Is small and solitary as one grass-bladePassed over by the windAmongst a myriad grasses on the prairie.”