The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was, is; everything that ever will be, is - and so on, in all possible combinations. Though in perceiving it we imagine that it is in motion, and unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful.
In the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time, justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something that is.
Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale
(One of the most beautiful books ever written)
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Cate, I've long been an admirer of your writing and photographs...truly beautiful,each one. From the perspective of an old crone stepping into her 80th year, Mark Helprin wrote the truth in this excerpt you posted. Discovering this is part of the treasures of old age.
With love,
Frances
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