Did you ever read a book where the author just nails it, line after line? I’ve been reading a book called “Let The Great World Spin” by Colum McCann for about a month now (I usually read 2-3 books at once; book ADD), and I love the way he writes. I have a thing for little lines of beauty. Beauty in the sense of the language, the truth captured, and the way it makes me think. Do you underline in your books?
Here are some of the quotes I’ve captured over the past weeks:
“But life must pass through difficulty in order to achieve any modicum of beauty, he said.”
“He wanted the promotion, yes, but even that couldn’t stifle the feeling that he had taken whatever idealism he once had and stuffed it inside a cheap black robe, and now, when he went searching, he couldn’t even find it inside the darkest slits.”
“There are rocks deep enough in this earth that no matter what the rupture, they will never see the surface. There is, I think, a fear of love. There is a fear of love.”
“There’s only one thing that moves at the speed of light and that’s cold hard cash.”
“They told me Corrigan smashed all the bones in his chest when he hit the steering wheel. I thought, well at least in heaven his Spanish chick’ll be able to reach in and grab his heart.”
“They say boys always want to be the first with girls, and girls always want to be the last with boys.”
“If you think of the world without people, it’s about the most perfect thing there ever is. It’s all balanced and shit. But then come the people, and they fuck it up.”
“My mother and father, up from Missouri, hugged me. They were old and ruined and held each other’s hands as if they were just one piece.”
“There are years accumulated in a sound.”
Think about that last one. Is there a song that comes on the radio, and you just must change the channel because you don’t want to think about whatever it’s reminding you of? Or a song that immediately brings you back to your childhood and makes you smile to yourself in the car?
This morning I did a 20 minute oldie but goodie bodyrock workout called “Sexy Supremacy.” I haven’t done a workout over 12 minutes in a while, and it went by just as quickly. I’m so glad to be exercising again. I was in a pretty bad slump for the two weeks before, and nothing was exciting me at all about the idea of being active. In fact, the thought of exercising even depressed me. I was anti-activity. Couchasaurus. Weird, right? Or can you relate? Taking that first step back after a long break is always the hardest. Always. But it’s worth it.
Breakfast was a fruit smoothie. It came out like a tall glass of amazing.
In the blender:
- 1 frozen banana (frozen in two pieces to make it easier for the blender to handle)
- a bunch of frozen strawberry slices
- 1/2 cup of unsweetened vanilla almond milk
- 1/3 cup of water
- 1 scoop of chocolate protein powder (Jay Robb brand)
Sancho slept right through the blending process. What a sleep monster. He’s also a book-eating monster. Scroll back up. Notice the ragged top left corner of my book? Mm hmm.