The realization was becoming clearer: How could she expect others to trust her with the intricacies of their lives if she was not not willing to reveal hers?

I would take the solace of a forest over the hustle of London’s streets any day. Just listen to the silence. My father always said that if the mind is too cluttered, you will never hear your soul’s whispers. –Owen Locke, A Stranger at Fellsworth