This man is one of my heros.
James Richardson, click for his home page.
In reference to recent news, a related aphorism from James Richardson:
59.
When she was little her face rose up before
me, reading, driving. Even now I cannot have
her out of my sight for thirty seconds in a
supermarket. But she will leave home, and
there will be whole days I hardly think of her.
Between this beginning and that ending is a
story I cannot admit I am being told. Com-
pared to it, what is the failure of my work, out
language, the planet?
This is from Vectors: Aphorisms and Ten-second Essays, a book I cannot recommend enough. That and
June 18th, 2007 at 8:10 am
Beautiful quote…. Ah yes, Daddy’s little girl will be well loved… no doubt about that!
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