"But every person has their own encyclopedia written, which grows out from each soul,
composed from birth onward, hundreds of thousands of pages pressing into one another
and yet there's air between them! Like trembling leaves in a forest. A book of contradictions.
What's inside it is revised by the moment, the images touch themselves up, the words flicker.
A wave washes through the entire text, followed by the next wave, and the next…"
— Tomas Tranströmer
