Thirty years ago I decided to capture thoughts I had and heard in an empty book. I thought I’d lost it. When it turned up I took photos of the pages in case it disappeared again. Some of the thoughts I found in books. Others came to me independently.

Children. They turn out differently though they come from similar backgounds.

The script you can not read says “and we shall see if given every possible option they will set up an earthly heaven”