*a remarkable book*
i just finished an amazing book. i started it at about 430 yesterday and just finished it at about 7.
"if nobody speaks of remarkable things" by jon mcgregor. everyone should read it.
it the kind of book that, when its done, when you try to think about it, it leaves you breathless with the weight of it, trying to wrap youre head around it, wrap your head around everything...
"he says my daughter you must always look with both of your eyes and listen with both of your ears. he says this is a very big world and there are many things you could miss if you are not careful. he says there are remarkable things all the time, right in front of us, but our eyes have like clouds over the sun and our lives are paler and poorer if we do not see them for what they are.
he says, if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable? ... angels, he says, and she leans forward as if she is expecting him to pass on a secret. i do not know about angels he says, perhaps there are many, perhaps they are here now he says, and she looks around and stands closer to him and he smiles. but there are people here too he says, everywhere there are people and i think it is easier to hold hands with people than it is with angels..."
"if nobody speaks of remarkable things" by jon mcgregor. everyone should read it.
it the kind of book that, when its done, when you try to think about it, it leaves you breathless with the weight of it, trying to wrap youre head around it, wrap your head around everything...
"he says my daughter you must always look with both of your eyes and listen with both of your ears. he says this is a very big world and there are many things you could miss if you are not careful. he says there are remarkable things all the time, right in front of us, but our eyes have like clouds over the sun and our lives are paler and poorer if we do not see them for what they are.
he says, if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable? ... angels, he says, and she leans forward as if she is expecting him to pass on a secret. i do not know about angels he says, perhaps there are many, perhaps they are here now he says, and she looks around and stands closer to him and he smiles. but there are people here too he says, everywhere there are people and i think it is easier to hold hands with people than it is with angels..."