For this second post in Grab-A-Line Monday, I am offering this:
She remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life the way the boats below plowed the shiny water, the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new, and where she was needed.
by Elizabeth Strout
In case you missed last week's inaugural post, here are the quotes contributed by my wonderful cyber-pals:
"The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another, his mother called him, "Wild thing,"
"I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others--young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 3
There was another silence, while Marjorie considered whether or not convincing her mother was worth the trouble. People over forty can seldom be permanently convinced of anything. At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
Having decided this, Marjorie said good night.
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair, F. Scott Fitzgerald
[Hey Tanita: just so you know, I went out and bought a short stories collection just to get to Bernice.]
Apply your heart to instruction and your ears to words of knowledge.
"There was once, in the country of Alifbay, a sad city, the saddest of cities, a city so ruinously sad that it had forgotten its name."
First line of Salman Rushdie's Haroun and the Sea of Stories.
But with this February sun, see, the light's absolutely pure and makes the colors of the sky and the tree limbs and the bricks on these suburban houses so clean that just looking at them is like inhaling purified air.
The Spectacular Now by Tim Tharp
"I wish it need not have happened in my time, "says Frodo.
"So do I," says Gandalf. "And so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with that time that is given to us."
What caught you this week?