"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
“Don’t ever let anyone tell you that the imaginary is the equivalent to the real: your skin, your vast, breathing skin will insist otherwise.”
—Claire Messud, The Woman Upstairs
Restaurant with climbing wall in El Chalten, Los Glaciares National Park, Argentina.
Photograph by Michael Burk.