Quotes by : Helen Macdonald

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....

On the way home I felt a great and simple sadness. I missed my dad. I missed him very much.

On the Ridgeway path, aged nine or ten, was where for the first time I realized the power a person might....

Gos was still out there in the forest, the dark forest to which all things lost must go. I'd wanted to....

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

...that when you wanted to see something very badly,sometimes you had to stay still,stay in the same....

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