The universe is still and complete. Everything that ever was, is;
everything that ever will be, is - and so on, in all possible
combinations. Though in perceiving it we imagine that it is in motion, and
unfinished, it is quite finished and quite astonishingly beautiful.
In
the end, or rather, as things really are, any event, no matter how
small, is intimately and sensibly tied to all others. All rivers run
full to the sea; those who are apart are brought together; the lost ones
are redeemed; the dead come back to life; the perfectly blue days that
have begun and ended in golden dimness continue, immobile and
accessible; and, when all is perceived in such a way as to obviate time,
justice becomes apparent not as something that will be, but something
that is.
Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale
(One of the most beautiful books ever written)
2 comments:
I love it! And especially the last line!
Beautiful! And the photo too :)
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