2 August 2013
I spent six hours in a car, and I’m completely exhausted. Something about all of that movement with so much containment.
We sang at a wedding, where the priest said, Sandra, you are now committing to be the physical manifestation of God’s love for Iain. Iain, you are the physical manifestation of God’s love for Sandra. I thought: Religion isn’t all dogma. It’s also a lot of heart. There is so much love in the spirit.
I’m only a few pages away from finishing The Night Circus, but I flew through the first chapter of State of Wonder by Ann Patchett today. I just can’t stop reading everything.
I haven’t told why I wrote the book, but I haven’t told you why I sneeze, either. A book is a sneeze.
– E.B. White, letter to his editor.