“Modicum of an iota,”he said. “I am trying to picture such an entity if it can be observed wit the naked eye. Is it like grain of sand? ‘To see the world in a grain of sand’?”
He was quoting William Blake @ her. How could he possibly appreciate such gloriously mystical poetry when he knew nothing of dreams?” —Mary Balogh (Then Comes Seduction) pg301
“Like nun going into the convent & leaving a family bereft of her presence?” she said.
His eyes smiled. “That would be one illustration, I suppose,”he said,”though I confess I would not hav thought of it myself.”
“Or a mother so devoted to her children that she would neglect her husband?”she said.
He pursed he’s lips & tossed the blade of grass aside. “That would b the husband’s fault for not paying enough attention to pleasuring her,”he said.
And trust him to give a sexual slant to what was really an interesting topic.
“Or a mother so devoted to her husband, then,” she said, exasperated, ” that she would neglect her children.”
“There could never b such a mother, could there?” he said softly.
“No.” —Mary Balogh (Then Comes Seduction) PG.299