We Saw Mountains Quotes
We Saw Mountains
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We Saw Mountains Quotes
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“It is the final time she will be on this side of the river, tending to something alive. Commuting with the mango tree, she feels it bid her goodbye. The thought makes her sob. The memory of her partner leaving their home presses behind her eyes; she sobs so strongly that the time and space her body occupies fall into the shattering depth at the back of her eyelids. Her partner had left her with a great love that struggled to be contained, a mighty creature seeking its owner. She feels her body turn cold and hears her sobs ringing between her ears, not noticing the elephant has walked up to the tree, unconcerned, and curled its trunk around the mango. The leaves rustle in delight as Mai plucks the fruit.
Snapping back into place, the branch flings water droplets onto the woman's body, making her jump. Her sob catches in her throat. She steadies herself against the elephant, who is indifferent to her presence and complex grief as it chews on the mango. The recruit stands at a safe distance, hesitant. By her ankles, the dog stares at her with its querying eyes. She slows her breathing, pressing her cheek to the body of the elephant, feeling the great creature inhale and exhale as it enjoys the single mango she has nurtured into existence. She wipes her face with her palms.
This, too, is life, she realises. To be thrown from one great feeling to another, to be brought down to your senses with something as simple and essential as water and the warm body of an animal. To nurture something from the earth, with which you can feed someone other than yourself.”
― We Saw Mountains
Snapping back into place, the branch flings water droplets onto the woman's body, making her jump. Her sob catches in her throat. She steadies herself against the elephant, who is indifferent to her presence and complex grief as it chews on the mango. The recruit stands at a safe distance, hesitant. By her ankles, the dog stares at her with its querying eyes. She slows her breathing, pressing her cheek to the body of the elephant, feeling the great creature inhale and exhale as it enjoys the single mango she has nurtured into existence. She wipes her face with her palms.
This, too, is life, she realises. To be thrown from one great feeling to another, to be brought down to your senses with something as simple and essential as water and the warm body of an animal. To nurture something from the earth, with which you can feed someone other than yourself.”
― We Saw Mountains
