“Like water, I have no skin...only surface tension. (Gretel Ehrlich)” — Gretel Ehrlich Water Copy Share Image
True solace is finding none, which is to say, it is everywhere. — Gretel Ehrlich Findings Copy Share Image
Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are. — Gretel Ehrlich Constantly Copy Share Image
Animals give us their constant, unjaded faces, and we burden them with our bodies and civilized ordeals. — Gretel Ehrlich Animal Copy Share Image
Am I like the optimist who, while falling ten stories from a building, says at each story, I'm all right so far? — Gretel Ehrlich Building Copy Share Image
There is nothing in nature that can't be taken as a sign of both mortality and invigoration. — Gretel Ehrlich Death Copy Share Image
History is an illogical record. It hinges on nothing. It is a story that changes, and has accidents, and recovers with scars. — Gretel Ehrlich Accidents Copy Share Image
What Flaubert refers to as the “mélancholies du voyage” is like the sadness I feel as one season departs and another arrives. — Gretel Ehrlich Feels Copy Share Image
“That’s how summer is: no past or future but all present tense, long twilights like vandals, breaking into new days.” — Gretel Ehrlich Present tense Copy Share Image
If anything is endemic to Wyoming it is wind. This big room of space is swept out daily, leaving a bone yard… — Gretel Ehrlich Bigs Copy Share Image
I understood why war zones are called 'theaters' because they frame a kind of play acting or, worse, deceit, that can stain… — Gretel Ehrlich Acting Copy Share Image
“During the night, sheet lightning inlaid the walls with cool gold. I felt like an ancient, mummified child who had been found… — Gretel Ehrlich Death Copy Share Image
To rise above treeline is to go above thought, and after, the descent back into bird song, bog orchids, willows, and firs… — Gretel Ehrlich Bird Copy Share Image
“To yield is to be preserved whole. To be bent is to become straight. To be hollow is to be filled. To… — Gretel Ehrlich Yield Copy Share Image
The truest art I would strive for in any work would be to give the page the same qualities as earth: weather… — Gretel Ehrlich Art Copy Share Image
Ritual which could entail a wedding or brushing one's teeth goes in the direction of life. Through it we reconcile our barbed… — Gretel Ehrlich Brushing Copy Share Image
As fog moved to the mainland I heard a flock of birds fly over. They sounded like a dress rustling, a dress… — Gretel Ehrlich Band Copy Share Image
All that's known is this: there is no central processor, no single computer. Nothing that simple. Millions of neurons process information simultaneously… — Gretel Ehrlich Ability Copy Share Image
Love life first, then march through the gates of each season; go inside nature and develop the discipline to stop destructive behavior;… — Gretel Ehrlich Animal Copy Share Image
“What shocks me so is the detachment with which we dispense destruction -- not just bombs, but blows to the head of… — Gretel Ehrlich Destruction Copy Share Image
“Space is an arena where the rowdy particles that are the building blocks of life perform their antics. All spring, things fall;… — Gretel Ehrlich Building blocks Copy Share Image
“A sense of panic ensued, but panic is like fresh air. The world falls out from under us and we fly, we… — Gretel Ehrlich Anxiety Copy Share Image
“Lately I’ve had to redefine the word “knowledge” to a knowledge that cannot know anything. I’m dealing not in careless absurdities here… — Gretel Ehrlich Despair Copy Share Image
Thirty years ago, my sister, Gale (so named because a gale hit Boston Harbor the night she was born), some friends and… — Gretel Ehrlich Barbara Copy Share Image
From the clayey soil of northern Wyoming is mined bentonite, which is used as filler in candy, gum, and lipstick. We Americans… — Gretel Ehrlich Ability Copy Share Image
“Doctoring sick calves becomes my sole work. I don’t even notice when or where the new ones were born. My days and… — Gretel Ehrlich Calves Copy Share Image
Finally, the lessons of impermanence taught me this: loss constitutes an odd kind of fullness; despair empties out into an unquenchable appetite… — Gretel Ehrlich Appetite Copy Share Image
Turbulence, like many forms of trouble, cannot always be seen. We bounce so hard my arms sail helplessly above my head. In… — Gretel Ehrlich Arms Copy Share Image
“Now what looks like smoke is only mare’s tails—clouds streaming—and as the season changes, my young dog and I wonder if raindrops… — Gretel Ehrlich Red light Copy Share Image
To long for love, to have experienced passion's deep pleasure, even once, is to understand the mercilessness of having a human body… — Gretel Ehrlich Body Copy Share Image
All through autumn we hear a double voice: one says everything is ripe; the other says everything is dying. The paradox is… — Gretel Ehrlich Autumn Copy Share Image
The retreat and disappearance of glaciers—there are only 160,000 left—means we're burning libraries and damaging the planet, possibly beyond repair. Bit by… — Gretel Ehrlich Burning Copy Share Image
Between highway sounds I heard waves and thought how the curve of the coastline here had sheltered and nurtured live-born sharks, humans,… — Gretel Ehrlich Born Copy Share Image
Fog rolled in like a form of sorrow. To live exiled from a place you have known intimately is to experience sensory… — Gretel Ehrlich Awake Copy Share Image
The fog lifted in the evening and a blue-black band at the horizon marked the end of the sea and the beginning… — Gretel Ehrlich Band Copy Share Image
History is not truth versus falsehoods, but a mixture of both, a mélange of tendencies, reactions, dreams, errors, and power plays. What's… — Gretel Ehrlich Discipline Copy Share Image
