How small we humans are. All our scrambling around, trying to buttress ourselves against death. All our efforts to insulate ourselves against uncertainty with codes of behavior and meaningless busyness.
Nancy HoranWhat did a person need to survive? Food. Water. Shelter. Warmth in cold weather. And something else... books.
Nancy HoranI'm like the trunk of a cactus... I take in a dose of culture and time with friends, then I retreat and go live on it for awhile until I get thirsty again.
Nancy Horan