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“All existence fades to a being with my soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River.

 

"It seems somehow natural to start thinking about character when you get ahead of somebody, especially about the character of the one who is behind."

 

"But the river ahead came out into the sunny world like a chatterbox, doing its best to be friendly.”

 

 

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.  On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops.  Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.”