But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh, we deprive a soul of the sun, and light, and of that proportion of life and time they had been born into the world to enjoy.
they were rescued from a testing lab, they’ve never walked on grass before
Ask her what she craved, and she’d get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?