Quotes by Elizabeth Graver

how much he loved being alone except when he didnt, except when it got to be too much?

Largely, now, it was not anger he felt, but rather a kind of bone-scraping, quiet, ever-present sorrow. To come to the place that was supposed to stay the same, to come and find it changed. Dr. Miller had warned him against what he called the geographic cure. You cant fix yourself by going somewhere else, hed said. Youll always take yourself along.

“In the air the birds are clever, acrobatic, but when they land on the road they turn to lumps of coal, then lift together when a person or vehicle draws near. She watches the flight eddies, the trading of partners, the way the patterns form, dissolve and reconfigure like one machine in motion-yet each bird with its own small, muscled heart...at the same time that she carries a knowledge that shes been seeing these birds year after year (and always here) and that the medium they pass through is not just space but also time.”