That's the trouble with loving a wild thing: You're always left watching the door. Edith Pattou More Quotes by Edith Pattou More Quotes From Edith Pattou And telling a story, I suppose, is like winding a skein of spun yarn- you sometimes lose track of the beginning. Edith Pattou yarn track stories It was the difference between walking with a stranger and walking with your heartmate. It was the difference between working for duty and working for love. Edith Pattou duty differences stranger East of the sun and west of the moon.' As unfathomable as the words were, I realized I must figure them out, reason it through. For I would go to this impossible land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon. From the moment the sleigh had vanished from sight and I could no longer hear the silver bells I knew that I would go after the stranger that had been the white bear to make right the terrible wrong I had done him.... All that mattered was to make things right. And I would do whatever it took, journey to wherever I must, to reach that goal. Edith Pattou moon journey sight East of the sun and west of the moon. Edith Pattou east west moon A pine needle fell in the forest. The hawk saw it. The deer heard it. The white bear smelled it Edith Pattou deer hawks white It is odd, the twists that life will sometimes take. The ewe that you think will give birth with ease dies bringing forth a two-headed lamb. Or the ski trail that you have been told is treacherous, you navigate easily. Edith Pattou giving two thinking The joy I feel is immense; it burns inside me as though I have swallowed a piece of the sun. Edith Pattou pieces sun joy
