Quote For The Weekend (Yet Another Late Edition)

I am repeat quoting. Visiting the museum this weekend, I was once again struck by Marcel Proust’s words high on  a wall overlooking the displays of dinosaur bones. I am constantly trying to quickly evolve new eyes as I revise my novel and prepare to—well, send it to ‘someone’. Long walks are conducive to rapid eye evolvement. Also hot showers. And reading about James Cameron’s new expedition into the Mariana Trench, which is as  exciting to me as a paleontologist discovering dinosaur poop (about which my amazed preschooler received a detailed lecture—from a lovely museum volunteer wandering the hall with poop in hand). Voyages of discovery. Right on! I’m ready. (But first I need to get my eyes checked…)