More quotes by Louise Erdrich
Getting blown up happened in an instant; getting put together took the rest of your life.
When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left. (p190)
What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul? (p182)
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