"More books were stacked on the floor, like African anthills or a literary Stonehenge, as if the light through the wood slat blinds would eventually align with the volumes to reveal a fundamental truth or at least the correct time."

#SundaySentence The Reluctant Poet by Blaine Newton from Rag Pickers (2025 University of Calgary Press) https://tinyurl.com/52zt6v99

#SundaySentence plus 2

"The story of our relationship to the earth is written more truthfully on the land than on the page. It lasts there. The land remembers what we said and what we did."

Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass

It was the kind of storm that suggests that the whole sky has swallowed a diuretic.

Equal Rites
Terry Pratchett
#SundaySentence #TerryPratchett #DiscWorld

I keep my thoughts to myself because silence cannot be misquoted.

Alice Feeney, Beautiful Ugly #sundaysentence #bookstodon

“Rule by sheer violence comes into play where power is being lost. To substitute violence for power can bring victory, but the price is very high; for it is not only paid by the vanquished, it is also paid by the victor in terms of his own power.”

#hannaharendt , 'On Violence"

#SundaySentence cluster @bookstodon #MiddleEast #IranWar #violence

"As the planet rolled under my feet, I noticed the change in colors: At dusk, the earth’s atmosphere scatters the shorter wavelengths of blue light, which is why our eyes see colors with longer wavelengths — reds, oranges and yellows."

#SundaySentence from Skin Cancer Made Me Nocturnal. It Was Illuminating. by @clairecameron (2025 @newyorktimes) https://tinyurl.com/4sckyyzb

"Would I prefer to be remembered wrongly, I wondered, if it meant that some trace of my life would persist, a barnacle on a raft, into the future?"

Madeleine Thien, 'The Book of Records,' p. 50.

@bookstodon #SundaySentence #memory #legacy

#SundaySentence
#writing

"There’s something about the process of writing about the future that when you place yourself there, it’s not wildly different from writing about the past."

#SundaySentence by Madeleine Thien, interviewed in The @globeandmail https://tinyurl.com/fytysbxn

“I lament my own immersion in an economy that grinds what is beautiful and unique into dollars, converts gifts to commodities in a currency that enables us to purchase things we really don’t need while destroying what we do” (Robin Wall Kimmerer, 'The Serviceberry,' p. 72).