Eileen Wilson

“...."The mind I love must have wild places:
a tangled orchard where damsons drop in heavy grass,
an overgrown little wood,
a chance of a snake or two,
a pool that nobody has fathomed the depths of...
and paths threaeded with flowers planted by the mind."

Cocktail Hour Under the Tree of Forgetfulnes”
― Alexandra Fuller

“Distance is the soul of the beautiful.”
― Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace

“It should not be possible to get from the banks of the Pepani River to Wyoming in less than two days, because mentally and emotionally it is impossible. The shock is too much, the contrast too raw. We should sail or swim or walk from Africa, letting bits of her drop out of us, and gradually, in this way, assimilate the excesses and liberties of the States in tiny, incremental sips.... p 72”
― Alexandra Fuller, Scribbling the Cat

“But deep down I always knew there is no way to order chaos. It’s the fundamental theory at the beginning and end of everything; it’s the ultimate law of nature. There’s no way to win against unpredictability, to suit up completely against accidents.”
― Alexandra Fuller, Leaving Before the Rains Come