“The most perfect solitude must entail the absence of all beings, but it must also tremble with the light of life. For example, a perfect solitude may find itself haunted by lives born of the imagination, characters lying on shelves… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“Whenever she felt at home, there always seemed to be love floating about on the edges of things.” — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“Cutting down a wall, the wall sawyer could feel the tension in a home ease and something windy rush in circles round her feet. It was addictive, each a sweet victory of art. The tumbling motion of a falling wall was like a volcanic eruption fading into a mountain of roses. The wall sawyer felt a loving animosity toward walls.… — Meia Geddes Copy Share
“The little queen lived in a world where the sky swirled like the sea and nothing was itself for very long. Everything looked to… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“The most perfect solitude must entail the absence of all beings, but it must also tremble with the light of life. For example, a… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“The little queen’s mother and father had said that she would live on, for a long time, and that her tears would magnify the… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“Suffice to say, the dream writer had a way of phrasing things. She could depict the curve of a cucumber, the shape of a… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“The wall sawyer did not ask the little queen what she did. This was because in the little queen’s kingdom, people only volunteered their… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“A slippage, what has not come to pass or what has passed, a bit of nothingness or a bit of everything if one considers… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
“The window counter considered numbers often. How many tons of air did the universe contain, for instance. She wanted to know the average number… — Meia Geddes Copy Share Image
