“For we live with those retrievals from childhood
that coalesce and echo
throughout our lives,
the way shattered pieces of glass
in a
kaleidoscope reappear in new forms and are
songlike in their refrains
and rhymes,
making up a single monologue.
We live permanently in the
recurrence of our own stories,
whatever story we tell.”
~ Michael Ondaatje
~ Michael Ondaatje
