I have always loved reading. As a young child one of my favorite books was the Golden Book, The Little Taxi that Hurried. “We’re a speedy pair, we’ll get you there.”
When I became school age and could get to the library by myself, I loved the orange covered Bobbs-Merrill biographies. Abigail Adams, Eli Whitney, Sacagawea, David Farragut, George Washington Carver… the list goes on. I would climb the many tiered steps to the library, walk in and head directly to the orange bios waiting for me. We could check out three books at a time.
When I became school age and could get to the library by myself, I loved the orange covered Bobbs-Merrill biographies. Abigail Adams, Eli Whitney, Sacagawea, David Farragut, George Washington Carver… the list goes on. I would climb the many tiered steps to the library, walk in and head directly to the orange bios waiting for me. We could check out three books at a time.
I enjoy the stories I read, but I also enjoy the descriptive language and thought-provoking statements.
I would like to share some of my favorites with you.
Here are few descriptive language expressions that I enjoy:
Love this description: “Barkley Cove (the town near the marsh where Kya lived) served its religion hard-boiled and deep fried”
(Where the Crawdads Live, Delia Owens)
“Such a leaky emotion, jealousy, it always shows through, like grease on a paper bag.”
(Strangers and Cousins, Leah Hager Cohen, p. 97)
“Life is like the interstate, where every exit is an entrance to someplace else.”
(The Sound of Glass, Karen White)
“Adulthood blinked on the horizon like a fog light.”
(A Good Hard Look, Ann Napolitano, p. 88)
“That was it, Fluffy, who had not stopped talking since I walked in the door, shut down like a mechanical horse in need of another ticket.”
(The Dutch House, Ann Patchett, p. 195)
“Sasha had initially thought that was what married life would be like—that she would marry Cord, and his family would fold her on in. But they didn’t. Her own family was a restaurant booth—you could always scoot in and make space for one more. Cord’s family was a table with chairs, and those chairs were bolted to the floor.”
(Pineapple Street, Jenny Jackson, p.121)
The following are, I think worth pondering;
“The three most powerful tools for a happy life are gratitude, forgiveness and love. If you can appreciate the small things, forgive those who wrong you and fill your heart with love, you will always be content.”
(The Secret of the Irish Castle, Santa Montefiore, p. 416)
“I’ve often thought that the only time you truly become an adult is when you finally forgive your parents for being just as flawed as everyone else… and then acknowledge that, within their own boundaries, they did the best they could for you.”
(The Pursuit of Happiness, Douglas Kennedy, p. 78)
“She (Veronique) is old enough and mature enough to understand that real love does not compromise itself for politics.
Love doesn’t judge or discriminate against conflicting opinions or ambitions.
It does not divide or bully.
Love is far more resilient than the average human being.
Forever indomitable in the face of frail egos and heavy chips on shoulders and stubborn self-righteous pride.
Love has nothing to prove, only humans do.
Love is expansive enough to remember everything, the misguided and worthwhile, and still transcend it all.”
(The Forgotten Daughter, Joanna Goodman, p. 400)
Remembering is an act of resistance.
Bridget
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