Quotes by : Helen Macdonald

When I was an undergraduate we were told that history had ended, and we all believed it. When the Berlin....

The rarer they get, the fewer meanings animals can have. Eventually rarity is all they are made of. The....

All of those thousands upon thousands of photographs my father had taken. Think of them instead. Each....

The light that filled my house was deep and livid, half magnolia, half rainwater. Things sat in it, dark....

It struck me then that perhaps the bareness and wrongness of the world was an illusion; that things might....

What makes you a chaffinch?

Being a novice is safe. When you are learning how to do something, you do not have to worry about whether....

In two months, I think, my college job will end. In two months I will have no office, no college, no....

I held the cardboard and felt its scissor-cut edge. And for the first time I understood the shape of....

The archaeology of grief is not ordered. It is more like earth under a spade, turning up things you had....