Home > Work > Magdalene
1 " Like blood out of a wound, a keening wail rose from the bottom of my heart and ripped through the graveyard. I lowered my face to Hadassah's shoulder and went quietly and thoroughly to pieces. "
― Angela Elwell Hunt , Magdalene
2 " Our town was known for two things--no, three: salted fish, expertly dyed fabrics, and corruption. "