Quotes from Peter Rock

Nature ever flows, never stands still.

To be great is to keep sweetness.

It's hard to stay the same while everything keeps changing around you.

One Sometimes you're walking through the woods when a stick leaps into the air and strikes you across the back and shoulders several times, then flies away lost in the underbrush.

he has bills of money folded thick in his hand. He gives me some. "Go in and buy a ticket to Bend," he says. "One way." "Where?" I say. "I've never heard of that place." "Bend,

The pale green of the St. Johns Bridge, stretching across the river to the Safeway and the library and everything on that side.

It's about the girl," she said. "She lived for four years in the forest, never in a house. Growing things, hiding, reading books. We'll go see her; she'll tell us things.

There is in fact coming and going, bending and breaking. One single bolt or screw holds the blades of a scissors together, into one tool that can cut paper or leather or steel or meat. If you take that screw or break that bolt, the scissors become two things. Two knives. Eyes can cut, too, back and forth. Eyes can turn outward or inward.