In the pre-dawn darkness of Austin Park, on a crumpled piece of paper, written in a child’s hand:
look for a grey lid (under a cap)… That is my life preserver
look for a grey lid (under a cap)… That is my life preserver
under rock and key church boat launch
look behind the tribute garden… you may have to reach in to find this one
“The litter in this room is so appalling that it takes me five minutes to find my pen.”
– Virginia Woolf in her diary, December 16, 1939
“I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.”
– Elwyn Brooks White, Essays of E.B. White (1977)
“He took, also, to keeping his eyes upon the ground, especially in the neighbourhood of waste land where the household refuse is thrown away… In a few months he had collected four or five specimens that took their place upon the mantelpiece.”
– Virginia Woolf, “Solid Objects,” from The Mark on the Wall and Other Short Fiction
