“Our hearts seemed safe in our breasts and sang to the Light The marrow in the bone We dreamed was safe. . . the blood in the veins, the sap in the tree Were springs of Deity.” HeartLightTreeBloodSafeSpringBonesBreastsVeinsDeitiesSapMarrow Book:Selected poems Source: Selected poems
“An animal is not cruel; it lives wholly in the instant leap on its prey, in the present taste of marrow or blood. Cruelty begins with the memory, and the pleasures of the memory are impure; they draw their strength along levels where no sun has reached.” MemoriesPleasureAnimalLevelsSunBloodTasteDrawsCrueltyInstantLeapPreyMarrow Book:The Journal of Mary Hervey Russell Source: The Journal of Mary Hervey Russell
“but that mimosa grove - the haze of stars, the tingle, the flame, the honey-dew, and the ache remained with me, and that little girl with her seaside limbs and ardent tongue haunted me ever since." "this then is my story. i have reread it. it has bits of marrow sticking to it, and blood, and beautiful bright-green flies. at this or that twist of it i feel my slippery self eluding me, gliding into deeper and darker waters than i care to probe.” FeelsLittlesSelfStoriesCareBeautifulGirlStarsBitsWaterBloodGreenDeeperTongueFlamesHoneyI CareAcheLimbsTwistsDewArdentSlipperyGroveMarrowHazeGlidingMimosas Author:Vladimir Nabokov