The nature of love is that it catches you off-guard, subjects you to rules you have never faced, some of them contradictory.
Ivan DoigTag: love contradiction
If somewhere beneath the blood, the past must beat in me to make a rhythm of survival for itself - to go on as this half-life which echoes as a second pulse inside the ticking moments of my existence - if this is what must be, why is the pattern of remembered instants so uneven, so gapped and rutted and plunging and soaring? I can only believe it is because memory takes its pattern from the earliest moments of the mind, from childhood. And childhood is a most queer flame-lit and shadow-chilled time.
Ivan DoigTag: john-dunn ivan-doig this-house-of-sky
Life is wide. There's room to take a new run at it.
Ivan Doig... hindsight is always through bifocals: it peers specifically instead of seeing whole.
Ivan DoigTag: wisdom-in-fiction bifocal bifocals homily
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