'We'll be free.' 'I don't know. It's the same sky.'
Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead
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'We'll be free.' 'I don't know. It's the same sky.'
Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead
As the sky deepened like brewing tea...
Grace Lin, Where the Mountain Meets the Moon
When I asked him if he had seen any ghosts, he said, 'All the time. When I close my eyes, my wife and children appear just like when they were alive. With my eyes open, I'll see them in my peripheral vision. They move fast and disappear before I can focus on them. But I smell them too, my wife's perfume when she walks by, the shampoo in my daughter's hair, the sweat in my son's jerseys. And I can feel them, my son brushing his hand on mine, my wife breathing on my neck the way she used to do in bed, my daughter clinging to my knees. And last of all, you hear ghosts. My wife tells me to check for my keys before I leave the house. My daughter reminds me not to burn the toast. My son asks me to rake the leaves so he can jump in them. They all sing happy birthday to me.'
Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Refugees
...and your entire being liquifies into sounds, voices, and rhythm.
Aime Cesaire, Notebook of a Return to the Native Land