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White had learned that going back in time was a way of fixing things; uncovering past traumas, revisiting them and defusing their power.
— Helen Macdonald
The hawk had filled the house with wildness as a bowl of lilies fills a house with scent.
— Helen Macdonald
The light that filled my house was deep and livid, half magnolia, half rainwater. Things sat in it, dark and very still.
— Helen Macdonald
The hawk was everything I wanted to be: solitary, self-possessed, free from grief, and numb to the hurts of human life.
— Helen Macdonald
For a boy who always felt imperilled, that pitch-black cave was a refuge, and he returned to it in his imagination again and again.
— Helen Macdonald
The Once and Future King. By T. H. White,
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writing those lines in his small kitchen, the light wet on the oilskin tablecloth, the night close against the window.
— Helen Macdonald
And now, holding the card in my hands and feeling its edges, all the grief had turned into something different. It was simply love.
— Helen Macdonald
Deep in the muddled darkness six copper pheasant feathers glowed in a cradle of blackthorn.
— Helen Macdonald
Sometimes a reckoning comes of all the lives we have lost, and sometimes we take it upon ourselves to burn them to ashes.
— Helen Macdonald
The suffering of his body is as naught to the joy of being free from the pain of being seen.
— Helen Macdonald
Falling in love is a desolating experience, but not when it is with a countryside.
— Helen Macdonald
Goshawks are nervous because they live life ten times faster than we do, and they react to stimuli literally without thinking.
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it seems very extraordinary that the complex psychology of a human being can be taught with a stick.
— Helen Macdonald
There was nothing that was such a salve to my grieving heart as the hawk returning.
— Helen Macdonald
His mother lavished attention on her dogs and her husband had them shot. She lavished attention on the boy and the boy was convinced he'd be next.
— Helen Macdonald
Vast flocks of fieldfares netted the sky, turning it to something strangely like a sixteenth-century sleeve sewn with pearls.
— Helen Macdonald
This region was the centre of the flint industry in Neolithic times. And later, it became famous for rabbits farmed for meat and felt.
— Helen Macdonald
Hands are for other human hands to hold.
— Helen Macdonald
I know how to do this, I thought. I am good, at least, at this. I know all the steps to this dance
— Helen Macdonald
Like a good academic, I thought books were for answers.
— Helen Macdonald
Looking for goshwawks is like looking for grace: it comes, but not often, and you don't get to say when or how.
— Helen Macdonald
I've learned how you feel more human once you have known, even in your imagination, what it is like to be not.
— Helen Macdonald
Wild things are made from human histories.
— Helen Macdonald
What makes you a chaffinch?
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war was the fault of the 'masters of men, everywhere, who subconsciously thrust others into suffering in order to advance their own powers'.28
— Helen Macdonald
I have learned, too, the danger that comes in mistaking the wildness we give a thing for the wildness that animates
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Stimulus: opera. Response: kill.
— Helen Macdonald
We carry the lives we've imagined as we carry the lives we have, and sometimes a reckoning comes of all the lives we have lost.
— Helen Macdonald
the austringer, the solitary trainer of goshawks and sparrowhawks, has had a pretty terrible press.
— Helen Macdonald
It must have been like death,'3 he wrote, 'the thing which we can never know beforehand.
— Helen Macdonald
She is unsure about dogs. Big dogs, that is. Small dogs fascinate her for other reasons.
— Helen Macdonald
I learned that to harden your heart was not the same as not caring.
— Helen Macdonald
No war can ever be just air.
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