“To know that seeing the fish beneath the surface of the water was enough. That it was everything. It was my life--… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
It was my life — like all lives, mysterious and irrevocable and sacred. So very close, so very present, so very belonging… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“It was all unknown to me then, as I sat on that white bench on the day I finished my hike. Everything… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
