Feb 12, 2010 10:43
“Meanwhile, we go on, accumulating and discarding what we can. Debris piles up. We ignore it or, given luck, patience and a trace of consciousness, we sculpt it into something useful, begin to understand that if every distinction we make between freak and human were tempered by uncertainty, then we might begin to change our lives. Faced with the winged and fishy, the buggy and scaled inside us all, we might find a way to be less monstrous."
- Barbara Hurd, Walking the Wrack Line: On Tidal Shifts and What Remains