As far back as I can remember the written word has always been magical to me. I find it so fascinating how people can weave ideas together with the words of their choice. There are so many wonderful books to be read in this world.
You know all of those high school books that most people dreaded reading? Well, I lived for them. True story. Think of those famous titles: Fahrenheit 451, The Crucible, To Kill a Mockingbird. I even enjoyed the Shakespeare plays. James Joyce was another favorite. I do remember my professor who taught us about James Joyce. That is another blog entry in itself ;).
One novel that is still my all time favorite is A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith. I have read it seven times in my life. It is just the way the author describes the characters and the events that draws me to it. You can get lost in that book and be transported into early 1900’s Brooklyn, New York. This quote was written by Betty Smith. It always stayed with me.
“There’s a tree that grows in Brooklyn. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky. It grows in boarded-up lots and out of neglected rubbish heaps. It grows up out of cellar gratings. It is the only tree that grows out of cement. It grows lushly . . . survives without sun, water, and seemingly without earth. It would be considered beautiful except that there are too many of it.”
There are so many things to discuss with this quote. I’ll let your mind wander and decipher it as you please. It leaves me in awe every time I see it.
If you haven’t read A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, I highly recommend it. If you have, try picking it up again. And let me know what you think of this quote. I’d love to hear other’s interpretations.
Here is another quote by Betty Smith. Pure magic:
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