Often when I am struck by a powerful gathering of words I feel compelled to share. Here is one such example:
“While we were in Midland, Mom painted dozens of variations and studies of the Joshua tree. We’d go with her and she’d give us art lessons. One time I saw a tiny Joshua tree sapling growing not too far from the old tree. I wanted to dig it up and replant it near our house. I told Mom that I would protect it from the wind and water it every day so that it could grow nice and tall and straight.
“Mom frowned at me. ‘You’d be destroying what makes it special,’ she said. ‘It’s the Joshua’s tree struggle that gives it its beauty.”
Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle (Scribner, 2005, 38).
Have you read anything lately that takes your breath away?