Foolishness can happen in the woods. Once again, please. Let your hesitations be hushed. Any moment big or small is a moment after all. Seize the moment: skies may fall any moment. Days are made of moments—all are worth exploring—many kinds of moments—none is worth ignoring. All we have are moments, memories restoring, one would be so boring.
Right and wrong don't matter in the woods: only feelings. Let us meet the moment unblushed. Life is often so unpleasant. You must know that as a peasant. Best to take the moment present as a present for the moment.
I must leave you now.
This was just a moment in the woods—our moment: shimmering and lovely and sad. Leave the moment, just be glad for the moment that we had; every moment is of moment when you're in the woods.
I finished The Red Tent this afternoon. It was wonderful. I recommend it to everyone, but I don't think I want to talk about it. It feels really personal. It's a book that gave me something I needed very badly at just the right time. But any woman who was or is a Christian should definitely read this book.
I'm so funny. I get so that I can't even see to read because of the crying. And then I burst out laughing at my own silliness. It's such a funny image: me, alone on my sofa, weeping into a novel. It makes me smile to think of it.
You should have seen me when the person who dies in HP5 died. I had to put it down and mourn and then pick it up again. I was so angry at Dumbledore and sad about [...] and frustrated at the injustice of it all.
But The Red Tent is like a Michael Cunningham novel in its power. It's not the level of Flesh & Blood, but it approaches, and certainly on a spiritual level it's something altogether different from anything I've read in a long while.