Timothy Findley

"... too much brooding, not enough doing."

Timothy Findley

"The spaces between the perceiver and the thing perceived can [...] be closed with a shout of recognition."

Timothy Findley

"My whole life is out here-the whole of my life...I'd come here naked, as a boy-straight from that river out there-throw my clothes on the floor and climb into that loft and lie there dreaming in the hay...All those summer days-scouring the banks of the Avon for smooth, round stones-scaring up ducks and foxes-kingfishers-swallows...somebody's dog...Oh, God-I want it back. Throwing stones that never reached the other shore. And the games-the games-the games, and all my friends..."

Timothy Findley