The Art of Racing in the Rain

by Garth Stein

That bodies evolve and souls evolve and the universe is a fluid place that marries them both in a wonderful package called a human being.

“Drivers are afraid of the rain,” Denny told us. “Rain amplifies your mistakes, and water on the track can make your car handle unpredictably. When something unpredictable happens you have to react to it; if you’re reacting at speed, you’re reacting too late. And so you should be afraid.” “I’m afraid just watching it,” Eve said.

Such a simple concept, yet so true: that which we manifest is before us; we are the creators of our own destiny. Be it through intention or ignorance, our successes and our failures have been brought on by none other than ourselves.

was my rain.

molester

directly,

flight

The zebra hides everywhere. Zoë grabbed her mother and

The dog’s master whispers into the dog’s ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next life.

Learn to listen! I beg of you. Pretend you are a dog like me and listen to other people rather than steal their stories.

I didn’t want to admit that I still slept with a

I liked my stuffed dog better clean than smelly, which was something I never would have

how difficult it must be to be a person. To

He was focusing on the next turn. Perhaps if she had had the same ability, things

convivial,

Who is Achilles without his tendon? Who is Samson without Delilah? Who is Oedipus without his clubfoot? Mute by design, I have been able to study the art of rhetoric unfettered by ego and self-interest, and so I know the answers to these questions.

one

Until

live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am.

Her

runs

shat

witnessing!”

One thing

“Sometimes I really do believe.”