Clara Winter Quotes

There had only ever been two roads home: there was the long road and there was the sea road, and tonight I would take the sea road.

It is not love that transforms the world, but pity.

Lancelot and Guinevere – they looked like two flowers, bright enough to turn to each other for sunlight.

Truth cannot be changed. When all the flowers of the world are dead, there will still be a true thing that is a flower.