“It was a good feeling, to beat her wings and find out they were strong enough to lift her and hold her aloft.”
“And it was good just to hold her and touch the softness of her skin. He wanted to hold her hard, not to hurt her but to keep her safe, to show her that he was strong enough to protect her. Her beauty was like fire and strange music, and he loved her.”
“She felt his arms tighten around her, as they spiraled up, borne aloft on wings that were dark as the night, bright as a new star.”
“Her burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them.”
“Her heart beat with the rattle of broken wings.”
“I hold strongly to this: that it is better to be impetuous than circumspect; because fortune is a woman and if she is to be submissive it is necessary to beat and coerce her.”