My mother died three years ago February 18th, Lincoln's birthday. Someone just asked me for the name of the book I was reading after she died. Having no clue, I go back to my journals from that time period. Oddly, now, I no longer keep a journal. Everything seems to go here.
I come across some little tidbits from one book I was reading: Exuberance, The Passion for Life by Kay Redfield Jamison. She wrote it as her husband lay dying.
There are 250 million bubbles in the average bottle of champagne.
Eisenhower said, "Pull the string, and it will follow wherever you wish. Push it, and it will go nowhere at all."
Han Ying investigated snowflakes in about 135 B.C. He wrote "Flowers of plants and trees are generally five-pointed, but those of snow .... are always six-pointed."
Leon Weiseltier - "Americans really believe that the past is past. They do not care to know that the past soaks the present like the light of a distant star. Things that are over do not end. They come inside us, in the consciousness of individuals and communities."
How does all this connect? I don't know. Follow the points of the star.