Phebe Uhlenhopp

“Happy he who was able to know the causes of things (felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas), and who trampled beneath his feet all fears, inexorable fate, and the roar of devouring hell.”
― Virgil, Georgics: Vol 1, Books I-II

“How can I be friendly to someone who clearly wants no friends?”
― Mark M. Bello, Betrayal High

“A death is like a ripple on the lake, lasting much longer than the impact that created it.”
― Ammar Habib, The Orphans of Kashmir

“Can I try the dryler?"

"No. No." Eyvinder grabbed it and held it to his breast. "Jonathan, I must make a confession." He grinned. "This is really a stone I painted to resemble a dryler. It's very good, no? I have done a beautiful job making it into a dryler. I wanted to give you a full Faroese meal in all its typicality, Anna and I both wanted this. But Anna cannot make dryler. Nobody can make them anymore. We've forgotten how, because they are so stinking bad to eat. They are just like rocks to eat. So, I decided,why not take a rock and make it into a dryler? It's conceptive art, isn't it?"

"Conceptual," said Jonathan”
― Susanna Kaysen, Far Afield