MORE THAN CAN BE WEIGHED, MEASURED, OR COUNTED

I am a fan of epigraphs—short fragments of others’ words and thoughts that precede and set a direction for one’s own. I use them in my own writing whenever I can. As with a draft of a novel I sent off yesterday, one that has taken a circuitous and as yet uncompleted pilgrimage toward possible publication. I blessed it with four or five epigraphs to wish the story well and on its way.
But this morning, I discovered a sentence (rediscovered actually, for I had read and marked it months ago) ...