Anyway, I finished up a book last night---not quite sure what to make of it. There's an introduction by Susan Hill, who've I've read before, and she says she's read The Rector's Daughter (the one I'm referring to) dozens of times. Can't say as I've ever read any book that repeatedly; maybe have finished The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burdett more than any other, but dozens of times? No. Regardless of how I feel about this book---mixed emotions most likely, there are several quotes I marked and this one really hits the spot. Hoping it'll be a reality sooner than later.
"She began to feel again. She remembered the moment that she could say after all life was not over. It was when she heard the small piping song a robin was making to himself, different from the loud chirp with which he greeted his human friends, realizing how deaf and stupid they were. She had heard it and enjoyed it hundreds of times. Now it spoke to her with inexpressible consolation. Another day it was the lovely silvery clouds reposing with majestic tranquility in the winter sky. It seemed as if Nature drew near Mary in her need."~from The Rector's Daughter by F. M. Mayor
