:: Tuesday, April 01, 2003 ::

Speechless

Well, I'm sure you all know that's not possible. However, I am exhausted and slightly braindead. So I thought I'd share something I thought was beautiful.

From Michael Ondaatje's In the Skin of a Lion:

Patrick, speaking of his girlfriend Alice, who is an actress in political plays put on at night, illigally, in Toronto's unfinished waterworks building.

"How can she who had torn his heart open at the waterworks with her art lie now like a human in his arms? Or stand catatonic in front of bananas on Eastern Avenue deciding which bunch to buy. Does this make her more magical? As if a fabulous heron in flight has fallen dead at his feet and he sees the further wonder of its meticulous construction. How did someone conveive of putting this structure of bones and feathers together, deciding on the weight of beak and skull, and give it the ability to fly?"

:: Katy 11:41 p.m. [+] :: ::