“ The cave was cool and silent- thoroughly carpeted- with the most luxuriant mantle of mosses Alma Whittaker had ever seen.The cave was not merely mossy; it throbbed with moss. It was not merely green;… Elizabeth Gilbert
“ Alma knelt in the tall grass and brought her face as near as she could to the stone. And there, rising no more than an inch above the surface of the boulder, she saw a great and tiny forest. Nothing m… Elizabeth Gilbert
