“I read a book once,” he says. “I read many one time. The thing about a book is that the man who is writing it brings all the lives from all the different places and makes them flow together in the same stream. As they move towards the end it’s like they have loops and holes an shapes that all fit together just nicely so that they’re just big piece really. You can look back and see how all of them got where they are. That’s the time the writer brings the book to an end and there’s no seeing past it. I’d like to meet the man who wrote a book like that so I could ask him where he got those lives. I never met anything like that in all my time. I look back and I see a big field full of mud, people and animals sliding and me sliding with them. There’s no end. There’s just times when some are standing and some are fallen.”
~ I Could Read the Sky, by Timothy O’Grady and Steve Pyke
