Cloud Cuckoo Land: A Novel

Four questions, a little scavenger hunt.

But we will never see them. None of us will. We are the bridge generations, the intermediaries, the ones who do the work so that our descendants will be ready.”

Sometimes the things we think are lost are only hidden, waiting to be rediscovered.

we are all beautiful even as we are all part of the problem, and that to be a part of the problem is to be human.

“Now,” he says, “what’s a seed?” “A seed is a little sleeping plant, a container to protect the little sleeping plant, and a meal for the little sleeping plant when it wakes up.”

Each morning comes along and you assume it will be similar enough to the previous one—that you will be safe, that your family will be alive, that you will be together, that life will remain mostly as it was. Then a moment arrives and everything changes.