Annie Charlotte Dalton

"Foolish, foolish Edith Sitwell sang a solo of her auntie, her rich auntie and her trumpet, such a trumpet as old ladies give to stranger- folk to blow in."

"We ask Thee not for quietness and rest, But for the ecstasy of endless quest; That Chief Adventure, questing for the truth, That radiant wholesomeness, immortal youth."

"During periods of creative work she lived in another world."