February 3, 2014 § 3 Comments
August 6, 2013 § Leave a comment
The shape of mountains. The weight of mountains. Stand at the base, the summit, the precipice. See how the clouds bend around the mountains? See how the light falls through and down, cascading like water. So many aspects seen at once. How everything changes.
June 13, 2013 § 4 Comments
“Her face felt like it was scattered in pieces and she could not keep it straight. The feeling was a whole lot worse than being hungry for any dinner, yet it was like that. I want–I want–I want–was all that she could think about–but just what this real want was she did no know.”
― Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter