Quotes From "The Hollow Hills" By Mary Stewart

To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after resignation to drowsy and stiffening age; to remember what once you thought life could hold, after telling over with muddied and calculating fingers what it has offered; this is music, made after long silence. The soul flexes its wings, and, clumsy as any fledgling, tries the air again Mary Stewart

Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more… Mary Stewart