...What you fear will not go away; it will take you into yourself and bless you and keep you. That's the world, and we all live there.
Literature is not a picture of life, but is a separate experience with its own kind of flow and enhancement.
. . . On a sandbar
sunlight stretches out its limbs, or is it
a sycamore, so brazen, so clean and bold?
When a goat likes a book, the whole book is gone,
and the meaning has to go find an author again.
- The Trouble With Reading