East of Eden

Dear Pat,
You came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said, "Why don't you make something for me?"
I asked you what you wanted, and you said, "A box."
"What for?"
"To put things in."
"What things?"
"Whatever you have," you said.
Well, here's your box. Nearly everything I have is in it, and it is not full. Pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts - the pleasure of design and some despair and the indescribable joy of creation.
And on top of these are all the gratitude and love I have for you.
And still, the box is not full.
John

Min mamma läste dedikationen i boken East of Eden och berättade att hon många gånger har tänkt läsa boken, men alltid slagit ihop boken efter "...And still, the box is not full. John". Hon har känt sig så nöjd att hon inte har haft något behov att läsa någonting mer.

Så vackert, vackert...

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