From The Morgue and Me, by John C. Ford:
They used their sweet talk like knives on each other.
I know exactly what he means!
We, on the other hand, used actual knives on this sweet thing–our first strawberry-rhubarb pie from home-grown berries and ‘barb.
Categories: Reading
From Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout:
“God, I love young people,” Harmon said. “They get griped about enough. People like to think the younger generation’s job is to steer the world to hell. but it’s never true, is it? They’re hopeful and good–and that’s how it should be.”
No matter what people’s lives might hold (some of these houses they were passing would have to hold some woeful tribulations, Janie knew), still and all, people were complelled to celebrate because they knew somehow, in their different ways, that life was a thing to celebrate.”
I’m especially fond of the one about young people. It’s a good thing to remember as we complain about them.