Tabitha

“Go back down the mountain, my heart,” Suukmel advised serenely. “Listen to Isaac’s music again. Remember what you thought when you first heard it. Know that if we are children of one God, we can make ourselves one family in time.”

“And if God is just a song?” Ha’anala asked, alone and frightened.

Suukmel did not answer for a while. Finally she said,

“If one cannot make a living at writing, then writing is freed from the responsibility of supporting us. We choose to do it anyway.”

Dear Writer by Maggie Smith, pp. 5.

“The world is suited to human enjoyment—”out of the ground made the LORD God to grow every tree that is pleasant to the sign”—in anticipation of human pleasure, which the Lord presumably shares. This is an extremely elegant detail. The beauty of the trees is noted before the fact that they yield food. It is a rich goodness that the Lord intended