"And it was natural that [she] should imagine that her life would always be the same as it always had been -- indeed, she felt that she could ask for nothing better than for all her days to be alike till she came to the end of them.
"But at the very moment she was thinking these thoughts, adventure ... was stalking her."
-- P. L. Travers
3 comments:
Feeling a bit restless are you- yet you can't explain why????
Ooooooo. . .chills!!
J: Oh, I know why...
K: Actually I think *you've* been stalking *adventure*, not the other way around :)
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