The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying

by Nina Riggs

“I want death to find me planting my cabbages, not concerned about it or—still less—my unfinished garden.”

Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth, that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning; that there is always another dawn risen on mid-noon, and under every deep a lower deep opens.