“ As fleeting emotions stalk it, a face can leak fear or the guilt of a forming lie. ”
I'd suffered many losses in recent years after my father mother uncle aunt and cousin had all passed away. In her final years my mother often lamented that there was no one alive who had known her as a girl and I was starting to understand how spooked she'd felt. I wasn't sure I could take any more abandonments. One succumbs so easily to mind spasms, worry spasms. [p. 95]
~ Diane Ackerman
How can love's spaciousnessbe conveyed in the narrowconfines of one syllable?
Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.
Listen, I'd rather lie naked in a plowed field under an incontinent horse for a week than have to read that paragraph again!
