Salt cures. Sea washes. It cleans. Expanse enlivens the spirit, frees the mind. - Patricia Grace

You and I grew together and we are inside each other's hearts. We don't have to explain. We know. We understand. (Chapter 25 p198)

The old woman sang of a time gone ahead, and of those already walking ahead of her on the pathways. Her eyes were reddened as though they bled. And her songs, like the pathways, were interweavings of times and places and of all that breathed between earth and sky. And the pathways and the songs went into a time beyond the thumbing down of the eyelids. (The Stories, chapter 28 p180)

there's singing in the mountains, laughter in the trees, dancing in the light of evening fires. There's whispering in hearts and minds and shadows. That's enough for me. (chapter 31 p238)