Today's memorable passages are inspired by my post on What Women Write, talking about capturing life in fiction.
“—if a painting really works down in your heart and changes the
way you see, and think, and feel, you don’t think, ‘oh, I love this picture
because it’s universal.’ ‘I love this painting because it speaks to all
mankind.’ That’s not the reason anyone loves a piece of art. It’s a secret
whisper from an alleyway. Psst, you. Hey kid. Yes you.”
“He
must have driven this way countless times, and yet he had no memory of the
scenery. He must have been so caught up in the day's agenda, and arriving
punctually at their destination, that the land beyond the car had been no more
than a wash of one green, and a backdrop of one hill. Life was very different
when you walked through it.”
