Quotes by William Lawrence Balls

“They lay down, all three, in a meadow by Minton Church... [William] lay back in the sunshine and dreamed, while she fingered with his hair. Paul went gathering the big daisies. She had taken off her hat... Paul came back and threaded daisies in her jet black hair, big spangles of white and yellow, and just a pink touch of ragged robbin..."Has he made a sight of me?" she asked, laughing down on her lover."That he has!" said William smiling. And as he lay he continued to look at her. His eyes never sought hers. He did not want to meet her eyes. He only wanted to look at her, not to come together with her in her gaze..."Can't you smell the sun o your hair?" [Paul] said. "Now, that's how you ought to go to the ball."..."Shall I?" she asked of William. "May I go like this."William looked at her again. Her beauty seemed to hurt him.””