“I love the night. I love to feel the tide of darkness rising, slowly and slowly washing, turning over and over, lifting, floating, all that lies strewn upon the dark beach, all that lies hid in rocky hollows.” FeelsLyingNightDarkDarknessBeachRisingTidesFloatingLiftingWashing Book:The Collected Stories of Katherine Mansfield Source: The Collected Stories of Katherine Mansfield