Oh, the comfort —the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person —having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; knowing that a faithful hand will take a sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
D. M. M. Craik, A Life for a Life
These words, with the deep truth they convey, need no elaboration from me. When I came across them for the first time, I had heard neither of the novel nor the author. Not surprisingly, it was quickly clear that she was primarily a poet. I will not likely do any more research or reading; this short passage is more than enough for me.
Truths from Fiction 