Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
Words are falcons, our minds the trainers.
No, our minds are the targets, he said, the prey.
Who trains the words then?
I don’t know, he said.
I couldn’t decide if the answer was an indication that he was losing interest, or he felt defeated. Perhaps the former, I thought. He had never given up an argument from defeat.
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
I always imagine writing is for people who don’t want to feel or don’t know how to.
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
You see, this is your problem. When you don’t have an expert command of adjectives, you don’t know how you feel.
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
A fish has only three seconds of memory, he said
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
occurred to me that he was indeed unable to see the physical world where I was. The leaves and the leaf-clearing rituals were abstract to him—he had not lived, since age three, in a place where leaves fell so profusely in one season. What else, which would have been merely new, became otherworldly to him?
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
Fear doesn’t speak reason or logic, I said.
Phobia is irrational, he said. You can be reasonable and logical in your fears
Sandra Viviana Chisaca Leivaje citiraoпре 2 године
Where else can one turn to but nature if one needs endless details to sustain oneself, I thought. Nature is not small, I said.
You weren’t that interested in it.
Екатерина Привалихинаje citiraoпре 5 година
So your brain is like a flypaper for words.
Екатерина Привалихинаje citiraoпре 5 година
Orphan, widow, widower, I thought, but what do you call a parent who’s lost a child, a sibling who’s lost a sibling, a friend who’s lost a friend?