From a short story, a sweet romantic adventure called THE OFFSHORE PIRATE, by F. Scott Fitzgerald (written in 1920):
And courage to me meant ploughing through that dull gray mist that comes down on life--not only overriding people and circumstances but overriding the bleakness of living. A sort of insistence on the value of life and the worth of transient things.
8 comments:
Beautiful! (Hugs)Indigo
Oh to write with words that hold such depth and meaning...
What strong determination! Loved the last line.
Janna - that happens to me too on certain blogs! I usually leave a comment with my Name/URL when that happens. I don't know why or how to fix it. But I'm glad you're reading my blog! Just make sure you sign your "anon" posts so I know who you are!
What lovely words in your blog. I long to write like that and strive to every day.
I liked it, too, Indigo!
Liza - It makes one think, doesn't it?
khushi - I agree!
Thanks very much, April. :)
Powerful words. May they touch your soul as they have mine.
I love that something written so long ago can strike us so deeply today.
I just listened to this short story online.. Fitzgerald is a gem. Here is the link below if u wanna listen to it:
http://etc.usf.edu/lit2go/contents/2200/2282/2282.mp3
This is a great quote Janna. My thoughts are, things without term are just big ideas of how things COULD be, not how things are, here and now. The "gray mist" falls down indiscriminately, and so, while we cannot control that particular fate, what we can control is our response to it. But that is process, one which takes time, requiring transience, finitude.
The eternal is overrated if u ask me. Instead of heaven, give me the four seasons! Instead of consistency of character, give me contradictions! This is all i know..
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