“…from here that looks like a bucket of water…but from an ant’s point of view it’s a vast ocean, from an elephant’s just a cool drink, and to a fish, of course, it’s home. So, you see, the way you see things depends a great deal on where you look at them from.”
from The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster, 1961
“There’s just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we’ve ever imagined…”
from The Hours by Michael Cunningham
she pushed icy stones inside of her coat pockets, walking straight into the frigid water–
and i wish i could run back in time to save her
