Friday, June 4, 2010

What's your passage?

Do you have a favorite passage from a book? Something that you connected with or that touched you in some way?  I have many but here is one of my favorites. 

Nobody took me away, Mother.  My hand never slipped from your grasp.  That wasn't how it went down.  I was more like a car you'd parked while drunk, then couldn't remember where you'd left it. You looked away for seventeen years and when you looked back I was a woman you didn't recognize.  So now I was supposed to feel pity for you and those other women who'd lost their own children during a holdup, a murder a fiesta of greed?  Save your poet's sympathy and find some better believer.  Just because a poet said something didn't mean it was true, only that it sounded good.........

From White Oleander
by Janet Fitch

2 comments:

Blue Wolf said...

"We all spend so much time not saying what we want, because we know we can't have it. And because it sounds ungracious, or ungrateful, or disloyal, or childish, or banal. Or because we're so desperate to pretend that things are OK, really, that confessing to ourselves they're not looks like a bad move. Go on, say what you want. ... Whatever it is, say it to yourself. The truth will set you free. Either that or it'll get you a punch in the nose. Surviving in whatever life you're living means lying, and lying corrodes the soul, so take a break from the lies for just one minute."
— Nick Hornby (A Long Way Down)

Melanie said...

I have to read something of his. Which do you suggest??
Love the passage!