“I trust you have seen the ocean. If you have, then you have witnessed the divine. How barren the ground is in comparison! If I could count the hours I have spent staring out at it! And yet those hours never feel lost. I cannot imagine how else I could refill them were I given a second chance.” IfsFeelsLostGivenHoursChanceImagineDivineOceanStaringIf I CouldComparisonSecond ChanceBarrenI Trust YouGiven A Second ChanceRefills Author:David Ebershoff
“I must say a few words about memory. It is full of holes. If you were to lay it out upon a table, it would resemble a scrap of lace. I am a lover of history . . . [but] history has one flaw. It is a subjective art, no less so than poetry or music. . . . The historian writes a truth. The memoirist writes a truth. The novelist writes a truth. And so on. My mother, we both know, wrote a truth in The 19th Wife– a truth that corresponded to her memory and desires. It is not the truth, certainly not. But a truth, yes . . . Her book is a fact. It remains so, even if it is snowflaked with holes.” IfsKnowsWritingArtBookFactsMotherDesireMemoriesWifeLoversTablesRemainsLaysHolesNovelistsFlawsHistorianSubjectiveScrapFew WordsLace Author:David Ebershoff
