31 Days: Four
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zubeneschamaliI've been trying to think of the answer to this one since I posted last night's entry, but I don't know! Not sure that I have a single favorite quote, but I'm sure I can think of one to discuss.
"In the fall one walks in the orchards and the ground is hard with frost underfoot...On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected...One nibbles at them and they are delicious. Into a little round place at the side of the apple has been gathered all of its sweetness. One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them. Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples." (Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio)
That last line was my motto for many, many years after I read this book during junior year of high school. At the time, I thought it was the perfect description of me and my friends: the ones who had been rejected by conventional people, but who nevertheless saw something special in each other, and who trusted that the people worth knowing would find us and appreciate us even if we weren't much to look at.
In some ways, I haven't really changed since high school.
"In the fall one walks in the orchards and the ground is hard with frost underfoot...On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected...One nibbles at them and they are delicious. Into a little round place at the side of the apple has been gathered all of its sweetness. One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them. Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples." (Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio)
That last line was my motto for many, many years after I read this book during junior year of high school. At the time, I thought it was the perfect description of me and my friends: the ones who had been rejected by conventional people, but who nevertheless saw something special in each other, and who trusted that the people worth knowing would find us and appreciate us even if we weren't much to look at.
In some ways, I haven't really changed since high school.
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