“Does she belong to those who have molded her and made her feared by other lands, or to those who had added nothing to her power , but have somehow seen her, seen the whole island at once, lying as a jewel in the silver sea, sailing as a ship of souls, with all the brave world’s fleet accompanying her towards eternity?”
-Forster, H.E.
I just want to read my book, my book about only connecting, about the connecting with those from a different class, from a different context. And I hate myself for hating the banshee and not taking my time to get to know everything about her that I don’t already know. I don’t think we’re really even from a different class, and I don’t think we would have much to say, but I told myself a long time ago to give every human being a fighting chance to win me over; I’ve disappointed myself more than they’ve disappointed me.
