Haley just finished reading A River Runs Through It for the first time. I picked up the warn copy when she finished and couldn’t help but flip to the last page and read aloud the final paragraph. I am no literary scholar, but I think it has to be the greatest final paragraph of any book I’ve read. I can’t remember anyone ever putting such a fine point on a story while also expanding my imagination and emotions like Norman Maclean does here.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
Gleam & Resonate 