" There's only one point to writing. It allows you to do impossible things. Sure. most of the time it's chimney sweeping or dung removal. Or plastering. A lot of the time writing is plastering or caulking or pointing up the bricks. But every so often there is a moment in the dead of the morning when everything is as still as starlight and something invades your room, like a bird has flown throw the window, and you are filled with as much joy as panic. And then you think: I can do anything."
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Sure, Most of the Time
One more quote from Mr. Roger Rosenblatt, because it is the kind of October day when one thousand possibilities extend their wings, and the monarch butterflies flitting over Clark Street are trying to find one another:
" There's only one point to writing. It allows you to do impossible things. Sure. most of the time it's chimney sweeping or dung removal. Or plastering. A lot of the time writing is plastering or caulking or pointing up the bricks. But every so often there is a moment in the dead of the morning when everything is as still as starlight and something invades your room, like a bird has flown throw the window, and you are filled with as much joy as panic. And then you think: I can do anything."
" There's only one point to writing. It allows you to do impossible things. Sure. most of the time it's chimney sweeping or dung removal. Or plastering. A lot of the time writing is plastering or caulking or pointing up the bricks. But every so often there is a moment in the dead of the morning when everything is as still as starlight and something invades your room, like a bird has flown throw the window, and you are filled with as much joy as panic. And then you think: I can do anything."
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