It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won’t have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright.
[Annie Dillard]
One of my matches has this posted in the “Six things I can’t live without” section of his profile:
“Transported to a surreal landscape, a young girl kills the first woman she meets and then teams up with three complete strangers to kill again.”
It’s a summary of the Wizard of Oz from the Marin County newspaper. (It is, appropriately, the only thing on his list of six.)