The thing was hideous. It was ridiculous. It was beautiful. All those things at once, and none of them. It was not meant for her, and her opinions of it were beside the point. It would have been both futile and insulting to classify it; it was neither a rose nor a relative of the rose. It was perhaps in part the potentiality of a rose, or an alternative to the rose, or more likely something with no meaning at all....
Alas, you all know how much I love my quotes so I had to share probably my favorite from the book. One: I believe the whole description was wonderfully done. Two: I deeply related to it, especially what's in bold above.
I feel like we spend so much of our time classifying people, relationships, things, hopes, dreams etc., placing them into boxes and storing them on a shelf. WHY? Perhaps we are over analyzing life instead of LIVING it. Liv spent almost a whole page trying to compare the wondrous thing she found to something, although considered beautiful, paled in comparison to her discovery. I feel like her attempting to place such a wondrous creation into the Made World, devalued it. Instead of dissecting it, she should have just enjoyed it.
We spend too much time questioning things. Why am I here? Who am I supposed to be? How was this made? The chicken or the egg?
But there is a simple answer: Maybe we were never meant to know. Instead of questioning, the true answer might just lie in enjoying what we are given and living to the best of out abilities.
NB: I will be doing a final post as well soon. And I hope y'all enjoyed the book.
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