Everyone Must Imagine His Own Snakes Because

A Person Can Find Anything If He Takes The Time, That Is, If He Can Afford To Look. And While He's Looking, He's Free, And He Finds Things He Never Expected.

It's Funny About Love', Sophia Said. 'the More You Love Someone, The Less He Likes You Back.' 'that's Very True,' Grandmother Observed. 'and So What Do You Do?' 'you Go On Loving,' Said Sophia Threateningly. 'you Love Harder And Harder.

Sophia And Grandmother Sat Down By The Shore To Discuss The Matter Further. It Was A Pretty Day, And The Sea Was Running A Long, Windless Swell. It Was On Days Just Like This--dog Days--that Boats Went Sailing Off All By Themselves. Large, Alien Objects Made Their Way In From Sea, Certain Things Sank And Others Rose, Milk Soured, And Dragonflies Danced In Desperation. Lizards Were Not Afraid. When The Moon Came Up, Red Spiders Mated On Uninhabited Skerries, Where The Rock Became An Unbroken Carpet Of Tiny, Ecstatic Spiders.

Grandmother Walked Up Over The Bare Granite And Thought About Birds In General. It Seemed To Her No Other Creature Had The Same Dramatic Capacity To Underline And Perfect Events - The Shifts In The Seasons And The Weather, The Changes That Run Through People Themselves.

Look At The Adventure. A Boat By Night Is A Wonderful Sight. This Is The Way To Start A New Life, With A Hurricane Lamp Shining At The Top Of The Mast, And The Coastline Disappearing Behind One As The Whole World Lies Sleeping. Making A Journey By Night Is More Wonderful Than Anything In The World.