"What geomancy reads what the wind blown sand writes on the desert rock? I read there that all things live by a generous power, and dance to a mighty tune, or else I read that all things are scattered and hurled, and that our every arabesque and grand jete is but a frantic variation on our one free fall."--Annie Dillard, from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
Every time he pops up and I feel anything about it other than disgust I read everything I can about his kind and I find word for word what he is saying it doing in a hundred other victims stories and in a hundred medical definitions of a narcissistic sociopath and I find my strength again and I keep moving forward.
the raven boys: quotes “More than anything, the journal wanted. It wanted more than it could hold, more than words could describe, more than diagrams could illustrate. Longing burst from the pages, in every frantic line and every hectic sketch and every dark-printed definition. There was something pained and melancholy about it.”