"I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest . . . it was hard to say what exactly."

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...The simple little words came easily, fitting themselves to the tune that had come out of the harpsichord. It didn't seem to her that she made them up at all. It seemed to her that they flew in from the rose-garden, through the open window, like a lot of butterflies, poised themselves on the point of her pen, and fell off it on to the paper.

— Elizabeth Goudge