Quotations
"Who owns Cross Creek? The red-birds, I think, more than I, for they will have their nests even in the face of delinquent mortgages. It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed, but not bought. It may be used, but not owned. It gives itself in response to love and tending, offers its seasonal flowering and fruiting. But we are tenants and not possessors, lovers, and not masters. Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time."
"After dinner, Marcel Duchamp would take the bus to play at a chess circle and return late with Lydie, his first wife lying awake waiting for him. Even so, he did not go up to bed immediately, but set up the chess pieces to study the position of a game he had been playing. First thing in the morning when he arose, he went to the chessboard to make a move he had thought during the night. But the piece could not be moved. During the night Lydie has arisen and glued down all the pieces. A few days later, Duchamp and Lydie divorced, and he returned to the states."
"Dana came into the room, she knelt down next to me and we made eye contact. I mouthed my first lucid words to her. “Maybe we should let me go.”
She said, “I’m only going to say this once. I will support whatever you want to do because this is your life. And your decision. But I want you to know that I'll be with you for the long haul, no matter what.”
Then she added the words that saved my life: 'you're still you. And I love you."
She said, “I’m only going to say this once. I will support whatever you want to do because this is your life. And your decision. But I want you to know that I'll be with you for the long haul, no matter what.”
Then she added the words that saved my life: 'you're still you. And I love you."