Marin Goding

“This is the creature there has never been.
They never knew it, and yet, none the less,
they loved the way it moved, its suppleness,
its neck, its very gaze, mild and serene.

Not there, because they loved it, it behaved
as though it were. They always left some space.
And in that clear unpeopled space they saved
it lightly reared its head, with scarce a trace

of not being there. They fed it, not with corn,
but only with the possibility
of being. And that was able to confer

such strength, its brow put forth a horn. One horn.
Whitely it stole up to a maid - to be
within the silver mirror and in her.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

“If you are drawn to the left hand path, it's usually because you've had some kind of life experience that has shocked you, awakened you.”
― Nikolas Schreck

“The rain would not have bothered Fernanda, after all, her whole life had been spent as if it were raining.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“How soon country people forget. When they fall in love with a city it is forever, and it is like forever. As though there never was a time when they didn't love it. The minute they arrive at the train station or get off the ferry and glimpse the wide streets and the wasteful lamps lighting them, they know they are born for it. There, in a city, they are not so much new as themselves: their stronger, riskier selves.”
― Toni Morrison