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“All things pass. None of us can manage to hold on to anything. In that way, we live our lives.”
― Wind/Pinball: Two Novels
― Wind/Pinball: Two Novels
“How can those who live in the light of day possibly comprehend the depths of night?”
― Wind/ Pinball: Two Novels
― Wind/ Pinball: Two Novels
“Looking at the ocean makes me miss people, and hanging out with people makes me miss the ocean.”
― Wind/Pinball: Two Novels
― Wind/Pinball: Two Novels
“No sooner had one season slipped out the door than the next came in by another door. A person might scramble to the closing door and call out, Hey, wait a minute, there’s one last thing I forgot to tell you. But nobody would be there any more. The door shuts tight. Already another season is in the room, sitting in a chair, striking a match to light a cigarette. Anything you forgot to mention, the stranger says, you might as well go ahead and tell me, and if it works out, I’ll get the message through.
Nah, it’s okay, you say, it was nothing really. And all around, the sound of the wind. Nothing, really. A season’s died, that’s all.”
― Pinball, 1973
Nah, it’s okay, you say, it was nothing really. And all around, the sound of the wind. Nothing, really. A season’s died, that’s all.”
― Pinball, 1973
“Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?”
― Where the Sidewalk Ends
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?”
― Where the Sidewalk Ends
Emily’s 2025 Year in Books
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