all the delusions

My favorite sentences from A River Runs Through It by Norman Maclean: +++ The canyon was glorified by rhythms and colors. +++ My brother’s wet shirt made it easy to see his strength. +++ Rhythm was just as important as color and just as complicated. +++ His wet shirt bulged and came unbuttoned with his pivoting shoulder and hips. +++ Ranchers holding their intestines in their hands would ride in from the back country looking for “the RN” to sew them together again. +++ I was glad I didn’t have to drive — I had too many other things to…