Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Splinters in the Heart

Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Splinters in the heart, invisibly and erratically painful: this is how Fern has thought of her accumulating sorrows. Impossible to expel or withdraw, if you're lucky, they slip out on their own. But perhaps they are more like the seeds inside a brightly patterned gourd, beyond germination but essential to the wholeness of the gourd itself. Without breaking its durable, ossified skin, you cannot remove them; sometimes they will clatter about and make themselves known. It's just the nature of things.
- Julia Glass, Three Junes, 2002

8 comments:

Kayni said...

sigh...what can i say...this quote seems to be true.

Angeli said...

yes, it is, kayni.

"it's just the nature of tings."

jacqueline said...

feeling low again? hopefully not...

Angeli said...

oh no.. i just finished reading that book and just wanted to share it with you guys.

once again, i've managed to sail past the dark depths..

:)

Angeli said...

..the splinters have slipped out on their own..

ALiNe said...

awww...

Inner Emigre said...

this is immensely moving...

Angeli said...

Aline, Inner Emigre, everyone, thank you all for reading.

 
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