"I couldn't live where there were no trees - something vital in me would starve."
L.M. Montgomery (Anne's House Of Dreams)
I rather like trees. Honestly, it seems ridiculous at a first glance, but I assume that most would agree that trees are lovely. It's a nice, and simple thought only needing a few words to explain itself, but that's not what I'm about; I'm more of a detail person and maybe that's why I like trees so much.
I'm going to tell you the truth, I have never seen this quote until a few minutes ago, have never heard of this author, or this book for that matter (only that I believe she wrote Anne Of Green Gables, and I suppose that this book stems from that. I don't know, I've never read it to be honest). But that's okay because thoughts are thoughts and writing is writing and beauty continues to be beautiful, even if it goes unnoticed. Trees.
I would love to live in a place with trees. But not just stuck in here in my corner of desert and rock with a few trees here and there...no, I want the wide open spaces where the trees and the air and nature are more important than myself, where you can see the stars through the branches and they would be as bright as ever, swallowing the sky with ever light-year they meet.
Somewhere nice and cold with defrosted winters and comforting summers. And trees. Lots and lots of trees.
I love this quote on a level of reasons.
1. I agree completely and
2. it is nice and simple
3. "starve" she would "starve".
The word "starve" is what does it. The slightest amount of word choice can make or break a sentence. There are words for a reason, and we must use them. The image and the feeling that happens in my stomach from reading the word "starve" is what she was feeling. How the absence of life can make a person cringe and yearn so deeply for a passion that would starve.
I am currently reading "The Book Thief" by Markus Zusak. This book is one of the most well written books that I have ever read. You can just feel the words in your mouth, tasting the absolute perfection in the sentences. Again, it is the slightest change that makes ordinary brilliant.
Examples from "The Book Thief"
"snow was carved into her skin"
"A warm scream filled her throat"
"...Max Vandenburg arrived on Himmel Street carrying handfuls of suffering"
"face decorated with constant fury"
"Slowly, with the arrival of consciousness, it sank seemingly into the floor"
"some stars had the nerve to rise and float"
"words fell off the side of the bed"
"Oh, how the clouds stumbled in and assembled stupidly in the sky...bumping into each other. Apologizing. Moving on and finding room"
"voices climbed over shoulders"
"Waterfalls of words. A girl treading water"
"Burning words were torn from there sentences"
"The dark came in pieces"
"You will be caked in your own body"
"you could still see the bite marks on snow on her hands"
"risk leads to more risk, life to more life, and death to more death"
Maybe it's the personification. It doesn't even matter. It would take an awful lot of convincing to prove to me that these words are not beautiful.
That's all I have to say really, I don't know, I didn't plan a conclusion are some in-depth question or anything. This is just me sharing things. The End.
