"I have three candles here on the table which I disentangle from the plants and light when visitors come. [My cat] usually avoids them although once she came too close and her tail caught fire; I rubbed it out before she noticed. The flames move light over everyone's skin, draw light to the surface of the faces of my friends. When the people leave, I never blow the candles out, and after I'm asleep they flame and burn."
~Annie Dillard, Holy the Firm
26 July, 2008
When People Leave
Posted by Jess at 11:30 PM
Labels: faith, literature, photography
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