"Even the greatest rivers - the Nile and the Ganges, the Yangtze and the Mississippi, the Amazon and the great grey-green greasy Limpopo, all set about with Fever-Trees - must have been no more than trickles and flickering streams before they grew into mighty rivers.
Are people like that? I wondered. Am I like that? Always me, like the river itself, always flowing but always different, like the water flowing in the river.
Sometimes walking steadily along andante,
sometimes surging over rapids furioso,
sometimes meandering with hardly any visible movement
tranquilo, lento, pianissimo,
sometimes gurgling giacoso with pleasure,
sometimes sparkling brillante in the sun,
📚 Aidan Chambers, "This is all"