Ebru. 23. Turkey. “One of the strange things about living in the
world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going
to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one
gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and
throws one’s head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale
sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things
happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart
stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the
sun–which has been happening every morning for thousands and
thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or
so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at
sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and
under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something
one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the
immense quiet of the dark blue at night with the millions of stars
waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off
music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone’s eyes.”
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