For A While She Considered

Storms Probably Exist Only Because After Them We Can Have A Sunrise.

Everyone Must Imagine His Own Snakes Because No One Else's Snakes Can Ever Be As Awful.

I Don't Want To Hear About Them Any More. I Could Vomit On The Moomintrolls.

My Bag Was As Light As My Happy-go-lucky Heart.

Grandmother Walked Up Over The Bare Granite And Thought About Birds In General. It Seemed To Her No Other Creature Had The Same Dramatic Capacity To Underline And Perfect Events - The Shifts In The Seasons And The Weather, The Changes That Run Through People Themselves.