Our world is made up of lines, from comet tails to DNA. Every thing is connected. Every thing is sequential. Every thing that moves, from a snail to a lava flow leaves a line, a trace of passing. A line can be fate, a commitment, a fact, a relationship, a place. Some lines are well trodden paths, some intersect, some pass at a distance, some return to their origins. We all walk the line. We have an end and a beginning which is joined to a much longer invisible line in the past and in the future.
—Anne Seymour in Richard Long’s book Walking the Line, 2009, p. 9
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