“Moving, be like water. Still, be like a mirror. Respond like an echo.”

“If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. Moving, be like water. Still, be like a mirror. Respond like an echo. ”

“Love falls in love with love; comes like an echo sounding back, searches its mirrored shadow within a look. ”

“I respond, thoughts dropping away, like pebbles plopping one by one in water, sinking down, down into dark oblivion.”

“Times like this are like muddy water, Rea, you just got to keep moving through it until you get to the other side.”

“I notice how it takes a lazy man, a man that hates moving, to get set on moving once he does get started off, the same as when he was set on staying still, like it aint the moving he hates so much as the starting and the stopping. And like he would be kind of proud of whatever come up to make the moving or the setting still look hard. He set there on the wagon hunched up, blinking, listening to us tell about how quick the bridge went and how high the water was, and I be durn if he didn't act like he was proud of it, like he had made the river rise himself.”