Michael Ondaatje

I like what Mr Ondaatje’s writings do to me.
They take me to a world without maps, to where I can find love in the beat of the wind and the shine of the desert.

 

“All I ever wanted was a world without maps.”

“A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands knowing it is something that feeds him more than water.”

“She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.”

 

Joan Miró, Vines and Olive Trees

Art by Joan Miró; Vines and Olive Trees, 1919.

 

 

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