“My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums...”
“Here is my sacrifice: my hummingbird landing in a stranger’s palm.”
“beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water”
“I needed him here like I needed a yeast infection.”
“Rochester: My bride is here, because my equal is here, and my likeness. Jane, will you marry me?”
“Seeker Of Truthseeker of truthfollow no pathall paths lead wheretruth is here”