Maryruth

“We call them murmurations, but the Danish term, sort sol, is better: black sun.”
― Helen Macdonald, Vesper Flights

“I now possessed a large number of varied and decidedly wonderful friends, whom I valued immeasurably. Through them I discovered what it was to love people. There was an art to it, I discovered, which was not really all that different from the love that is necessary in the making of art. It required the effort of always seeing them for themselves and not as I wished them to be, of always striving to see the truth of them.”
― Lucy Grealy, Autobiography of a Face

“There's a special phenomenology to walking in woods in winter.”
― Helen Macdonald, Vesper Flights

“Maybe once, maybe years ago, I was a different kind of human being. I've forgotten, I don't know for sure.”
― Raymond Carver, Cathedral