Neil Gaiman has recorded a seminar for the Long Now Foundation, on how stories last. I haven’t had a chance to listen to it yet, but did read this excerpt in Brain Pickings Weekly...
We will do an awful lot for stories – we will endure an awful lot for stories. And stories, in their turn – like some kind of symbiote – help us endure and make sense of our lives.
Henry Ford believed the soul of a person is located in their last breath and so captured the last breath of his best friend Thomas Edison in a test tube and kept it evermore. It is on display at the Henry Ford Museum outside Detroit, like Galileo’s finger in the church of Santa Croce, but Edison’s last breath is an invisible relic.
Elizabeth Alexander (taken from Brain Pickings Weekly)
Maybe I like spiders a little more now…
From eleven to twelve he planned to stand still and watch flies on the boards, watch bees in the clover, and watch swallows in the air.
My favourite line:
Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again All these sights and sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy.