She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.
— Neil Gaiman
I want to run away and live in the forest with elves and monkeys. If that fails, I plan to grow a mermaid’s tail and disappear deep beneath the ocean. I spent a lot of time in my bedroom dancing around to music and talking to things that weren’t really there and I climbed trees and I imagined things. I’ve always imagined a world that doesn’t really exist.
— Abbey Lee Kershaw