“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
“Eventualmente, todas as coisas se fundem numa só, e um rio a atravessa. O rio foi lapidado pela grande inundação e corre sobre rochas do porão de tempo. E algumas das rochas são pingos eternos. Sob as rochas estão as palavras, e algumas das palavras são delas.
Sou assombrado por águas “.
– Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It e Outras Histórias
