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Question of the Day | 08/16/2009 11:00 pm

What passage or passages from a book, poem, short story or other literary work moved you so much that you've never forgotten it?

Join Liz Smith, Joan Ganz Cooney, Julia Reed and Joni Evans in sharing the words that have moved you.
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Liz Smith

Liz Smith | 08/16/2009 11:00 pm

Liz Smith: 'For the Last 40 Years, I Introduced My Column With a Quote'

There is so much in so many of the books I’ve read that I feel like a parent with many children trying to say something that I’m sure will make them feel loved equally. I have already given my embrace to the thousands of quotations I have selected to open my column for the past 40 years.

I like E. L. Doctorow on writing: "It’s like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights. But you can make the whole trip that way." This seems to me would apply to any long-term chore.

Or Raymond Chandler: "Technique alone is just an embroidered potholder."  

Or William Faulkner: "We will be judged on the splendor of our failures."

Or Emily Dickinson: "The pedigree of honey dost not concern the bee; A clover, anytime, to him is aristocracy."

And then I have loved an anonymous limerick:

"There once was a man from St. Paul, who went to a fancy dressed ball. He said, ‘Yes, I’ll risk it. I’ll go as a biscuit.’ And a dog ate him up in the hall."

Joni Evans

Joni Evans | 08/16/2009 11:00 pm

Joni Evans's Life-Defining Quote

"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience." —Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Joan Ganz Cooney

Joan Ganz Cooney | 08/16/2009 11:00 pm

Joan Ganz Cooney Rattled by Two Poets

There are many lines and passages from poems that rattle around in my brain. One of my favorites is from a poem written by Robert Lowell to Elizabeth Hardwick:

"You were in your 20s and I, once, hand on glass and heart in mouth, outdrank the Rahvs in the heat of Greenwich Village, too boiled and shy and poker faced to make a pass." And another, Dylan Thomas’s: "Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light."

Julia Reed

Julia Reed | 08/17/2009 9:00 am

Julia Reed and the Discovery of Leonard Cohen

I was an impossibly romantic 16-year-old (wishing I were going on 30) in boarding school, already tragically mourning lost loves when I discovered Leonard Cohen, whose photograph I had plastered to the dorm room ceiling above my bed. I still love his poem "Travel," and hear its lines in my head. "Loving you, flesh to flesh to flesh, I often thought of travelling penniless to some mud throne Where a master might instruct me how to plot My life away from pain, to love alone In the bruiseless embrace of stone and lake. Lost in the fields of your hair I was never lost Enough to lose a way I had to take … Now I know why many men have stopped and wept Halfway between the loves they leave and seek, And wondered if travel leads them anywhere – Horizons keep the soft line of your cheek, The windy sky’s a locket for your hair."

Then, of course, I was wishing someone was feeling that about me. Now I am old enough to have experienced the words from both sides. I am also happy to say that Leonard is still with us, still a hopeless romantic and I still have his picture (though no longer on my ceiling). Right now, I have James Taylor’s new version of Cohen’s "Suzanne" in the CD player in my car (I so love what Taylor does with those lyrics – just listen to him sing the word "China" as in tea – he’s just amazing) and now that I’ve gotten Cohen’s "Selected Poems" off my shelf to answer this post, I am walking down memory lane: Ah, "the mortal ring of flesh on flesh in dark."

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joan larsen
Lauriate — I think if we decide to write here, we know how important it is to give others our support.  You and I know that WE can make each other feel pretty wonderful — and those small comments, kind words, can change a life or make a day.  Particularly if someone is just beginning here, we need to make them welcome.  We all need others.  But once in a while, we find what I call "our match" — perhaps a person that we have not found in that way close to us.  . a person that compliments us, understands us and one who is walking the same road as we are.  You are one.  I feel fortunate. 
By joan larsen on 08/23/2009 8:49 pm
joan larsen
My daughter just sent me the following and you might want to re-read it from last summer.  I will tell you more after you read a couple of pages.  http://www.wowowow.com/question/what-one-book-must-all-young-women-read-they-turn-21-83277?page=1#comments 
Joan
By joan larsen on 08/23/2009 9:13 pm
Lauriate Roly

I am on my feet a little earlier this morning. Lingering too long in my comfortable bed becomes lying on a bed of nails sometimes. I quickly followed your directions to a delightful re-read of a wonderful exchange of pleasant messages between two who obviously think alike and who dutifully belong to the silent mutual admiration society.

Joan, I remember those messages. How enchanting that the lady I was writing to is the now identified H.H. I can’t tell you how pleased I am to be aroused to such a meaningful awakening and for your important reminder.

By Lauriate Roly on 08/24/2009 6:22 am
Shirley Hillaker
Gospel of John:  "Love one another as I have loved you", if we do this we won’t hurt each other even if we don’t like each other.  I try to live by this!
By Shirley Hillaker on 08/19/2009 12:04 pm
canuck canuck
Amen Shirley - words to live by for all of us …
By canuck canuck on 08/19/2009 2:57 pm
Chrome Toe

well this won’t be an EXACT quote… but the piece that’s stayed with me for 20 years now was not even "in" a book it was on the back cover. It was on the back cover of the hardback version of "Revolution from Within" by Gloria Steinem.

She tells this very short story about how she wished she could go back in time and talk to her younger self and tell herself to be kinder to herself. I can’t phrase it the way she did. But she wished her older self could tell her younger self to cut herself some slack.

I’ve never forgot that. I take it into account all the time. If i’m talking negatively to myself I’ll pretend to be 20 years older and wonder what i would say to someone my age saying the same things. It does wonders.

By Chrome Toe on 08/19/2009 3:08 pm
KatyDid Wells

It seems each time I pick up a book, I find something else to carry away.  Isn’t the written word wonderful? 

Here’s one of my favorites:

"Talking nonsense is the sole privilege mankind possesses over the other organisms. It’s by talking nonsense that one gets to the truth! I talk nonsense, therefore I’m human." 

Fyodor Dostoevsky -Crime and Punishment

By KatyDid Wells on 08/19/2009 8:13 pm
canuck canuck

My grandchildren love this one - I learned it when I was 8 from a gift my grandmother gave me as I am an avid reader:

"When twilight draws her curtain down and pins it with a star;

Remember that I am your friend though we may wander far."

Lucy Maud Montgomery - Anne of Green Gables

By canuck canuck on 08/19/2009 9:33 pm
Patricia Sprofera
canuck canuck - Thank you for sharing this passage with all of us on wOw.  I will add it to my collection of thoughtful and insightful quotes, and share it with family and friends.  Patty
By Patricia Sprofera on 08/21/2009 10:15 am
Sheila Lyda

Hello ladies. I am new to this site and this is my first post. My first thought of the passage that stayed with me was a passage from "Mounains of Spices" by Hannah Hurnard. It’s the sequel to "Hind’s feet on High Places." I can’t quote the passage, but it was a passage describing the death of two ladies. They went on a picnic with some others and when it was time for them to go, the Shepherd took their hands and walked them across the stream into the higher mountains. As they crossed the stream, their bodies were washed off of them and their spirits stepped out on the other side.

Also, I once had a greeting card that said, "I love you not only for who you are, but for who I am when I am with you." I’m sorry to say I haven’t yet experienced that kind of love.

And lastly, I have a favorite song lyric from Keith Green’s song, "Radically Saved:"

"Black is black, and white is white;

Hell is hot and sin ain’t right;

God is Holy and Christ is coming;

and righteousness will prevail."

btw, Joan and Susan, last year on America’s Got Talent, there was a Sinatra impersonator who was incredible! His name is Paul Salos’ he’s 72 years old and he’s been doing Sinatra for 40 years. You can look him up on youtube.com.

By Sheila Lyda on 08/19/2009 9:47 pm
Patricia Sprofera
Sheila Lyda - Thank you for your post, and welcome to wOw.  Patty
By Patricia Sprofera on 08/21/2009 10:09 am
Ruth M

It’s from Bruce, in the song The Wish, a tribute to his mother Adele, and it along with many other of his "mom songs" (there are so many), inspire me on the path of being the kind of mother I want my children to have: 

I remember in the morning hearing your alarm clock ring
I’d lie in bed and listen to you getting ready for work
The sound of your makeup case on the sink
And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustling skirts
And how proud and happy you always looked walking home from work

If pa’s eyes were windows into a world so deadly and true
You couldn’t stop me from looking but you kept me from crawling through
And if it’s a funny old world where a little boy’s wishes come true
Well I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for you

Sheila, you might also enjoy another great "mom song" by Bruce: Jesus Was An Only Son 

By Ruth M on 08/19/2009 10:40 pm
Serena .
The Moon and the Yew Tree By Sylvia Plath
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary
The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God
Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility
Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place.
Separated from my house by a row of headstones.
I simply cannot see where there is to get to.
By Serena . on 08/20/2009 8:21 am
Erica S

"Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand"

I just always thought "The Stolen Child" was beautiful. I first read it in high school in a book of Yeats poetry I found in the library, and it’s been my favorite for years.

By Erica S on 08/20/2009 10:22 am
Star Lawrence
"To burn always with that hard gem-like flame is to be a success in life." Don’t remember where I read that. Even when I am down to a pilot light, it helps. Also, a silly thing I picked up someplace. "Death, where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling?"
By Star Lawrence on 08/20/2009 2:41 pm