This is the sorcery of literature. We are healed by our stories. – Terry Tempest Williams

Time, the earth, and death are living things, as stories are — so long as other living things exist to feed them, and for them to nourish in their turn. – Robert Bringhurst, 1995, Introduction to The Dreamer Awakes by Alice Kane

Under the Earth I go,
On the oak leaf I stand.
I ride on the filly
That was never foaled,
And I carry the dead in my hand. – Anon.