Thursday, August 2, 2007

To Hell With The Bluebird

"I don't think there is happiness. I think that is something cheap and plastic that they sell from cereal boxes. I think the real McCoy is made from pieces of all the other items, the grief, the fear, the anger. There are moments, possibly months at a time, when everything we are fuses and we are there. We are real and it is so much we haven't the words for it. Certainly not happiness. You can't bottle this."

Excerpt from the book, "The Extra Large Medium," by Helen Slavin.

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1 comment:

  1. Squirrley TempralAugust 6, 2007 at 1:05 PM

    Ooooo! I love this artwork--it goes nicely with your blog. I'm interested--I'll have to check out this book!