What mortal creations are language and memory!
When a person dies, the earth is generally unwilling to cough him back up. A miracle contradicts the will of earth.
One of her recent letters asks, Is it hubris to believe we all live epics? (Perhaps it is, but I suspect she’s not actually counting on me for an answer.)
A line only gets grace when it curves, you know.
A veteran bystander to hard moments, I knew they went by quicker when you were unconscious.
Days later under northern skies he understood that its presence in the pickup only made him heartsick and he unloaded it cheap to the farmer, who, though confused by Spanish, understood burdens and th...
Don't you ever doubt it? Davy asked.And in fact I have. And perhaps will again. But here is what happens. I look out the window at the red farm--for here we live, Sara and I, in a new house across the...
From my first breath in this world, all I wanted was a good set of lungs and air to fill them with... p 1
I don’t have the gift to aptly describe the rest of that evening, except to say it was a Christmas Eve beyond all gasping wishes,
Make of that what you will.
Sometimes it seems every woman I meet is more than a match for me.
Where do you think you’re going? Dr. Nokes demanded…. What do you have for directions? And Dad… said, I have the substance of things hoped for. I have the anticipation of things unseen
Is worry’s sly assassin.
I breathe deeply, and certainty enters into me like light, like a piece of science, and curious music seems to hum inside my fingers.Is there a single person on whom I can press belief?No sir.All I ca...
I loved that kite, that cinnamon hound. We were old friends. I had soared and laughed with that kite. It got me out on the perimeter. I felt I had failed it somehow, and rune too, even though he would...
It’s possible to perceive what is coming and still be dumbfounded when it happens.
My sister comes on like a box of nails, but her devotion to the mythic is profound.
Of course vindictiveness is an ugly trait and, yes, I do mean to forgive all these nice deserters; I mean, eventually, to say, to their ghosts if not their living faces, It’s all right. I understand....
Then Israel Finch got to his feet and pointed the light at Dolly. He told Tommy to hold her arms, and Tommy roared as if they were the funniest words in his reduced language. Realizing his cut wasn’t...
They came one at a time or in shy small groups. I remember when sea-kindly showed up, a sentimental favorite, followed by desiccated and massive. Brusque appeared all by itself, which seemed apt; merr...
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