"You stand next to the sea and you're in touch with all your longings and all your losses."
"A child lies like a grey pebble on the shore until a certain teacher picks him up and dips him in water, and suddenly you see all the colours and patterns in the dull stone, and it’s marvelous for the stone and marvelous for the teacher."
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Source: Elizabeth Haydon (2000). “Rhapsody: Child of Blood”, p.131, Macmillan
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