Letters
the untouched glass of water on the coffee table filling with sunlight.
Emma Cline • The Guest: ‘The tension never wavers’ (GUARDIAN)
Light not only warms, of course, but illuminates both things we want to see and don’t want to see.
Anne Lamott • Almost Everything: Notes on Hope
Our bright and shining lives, our explosions of joy, good work, and love, are always silhouetted by the shadow of death. There are times when sorrow quickens and sharpens, towering and unavoidable, and times it recedes. But it remains the white noise of all of human experience.
Tish Harrison Warren • Prayer in the Night: For Those Who Work or Watch or Weep
There are two kinds of light—the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. —James Thurber
Bill Morgan • The Meditator's Dilemma: An Innovative Approach to Overcoming Obstacles and Revitalizing Your Practice
IN THE DARKNESS, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
Madeline Miller • The Song of Achilles: A Novel
there’s nothing visual you can cram in a glowing rectangle that fucks with your brain quite like a sunset so if we can’t seek the physical sublime what are we supposed to look at where’s that constant amazement that we can check in on every so often whenever we can stand it
think what we’ve come up with so far, anyway is: everyone the incomprehe... See more