“How fast the stream flows from January to December!”

“There is a coherence in things, a stability; something... is immune from change and shines out... in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby. ”

“Am I too fast, too facile? I do not know. I do not know myselfsometimes, or how to measure and name and count out thegrains that make me what I am.”

“I am rooted, but I flow.”

“It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt they became one; felt they knew one, in a sense were one; felt an irrational tenderness thus (she looked at that long steady light) as for oneself.”

“It is the speed, the hot, molten effect, the lava flow of sentence into sentence that I need.”

“Indeed there has never been any explanation of the ebb and flow in our veins--of happiness and unhappiness.”