While reading Tar Baby by Toni Morrison, I came across the following passage:
“At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough. No record of it needs to be kept and you don’t need someone to share it with or tell it to.”
I’m not there yet.
Until then, I guess I’ll just keep blogging.
TOTALLY not there yet! 😉
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to embody that quote. Plus is it just me, that as a Hispanic I think it’s in out DNA to share life?
great quote to indulge in.
very thought-provoking as well.
thanks for sharing.
i need to re-ewd it.
btw, lovely picture!
betty xx
I kinda hope I never reach that stage where I don’t feel a need to share the beauty I see.
Oops, i menat …to re-read it.
I have heard of her but never read anything by her. Maybe this is out of context but this seems like a dumb idea, especially the sharing part. It would be a type of hell to be in a beautiful place all alone. Well, for more than a day anyway. An hour might be really nice.
I prefer your sentiments. I don’t want to be there. I’d much rather absorb it, snap photos and share. (and inadvertently rhyme). 😉
Do you think that quote is true? I mean, I know I’m not there either and even my grandmother who is nearing 80 regularly talks about wanting pictures taken of this and that.
I think maybe it’s true for some people some of the time, but I don’t think it will ever be true for me all of the time.
I’m not there yet either! Beautiful! Love the yellow.
🙂
Please do!
Me too, babe.
I hope to never be there!
Thank you for the wonderful quote. I’m with you of course. I found that fi there is no pictures, there is no record. My aging memory would skip an event as if it has never happened. Sad I know…
Tis an eloquently worded quote, however strongly I doubt its’ validity. Yet if it should be true, I fervently hope I never reach that point in life.
I’m not there, either.
And, you made me laugh!
Nope, not there yet. I think that part of the cement in relationships, or what nurtures relationships, is sharing beauty, or remembering it. There are times when I don’t take many photographs of things because I don’t want to miss the moment, but I always want to remember the beautiful moments.
I’m not sure I think the idea behind this passage is true, or even healthy. Certainly though-provoking!
Hello Mami..i think i was there and done that ! 🙂
Please do keep blogging, Mami I was wondering if I could write down your poem about your brother…for some reason I can not stop thinking about it, reminds me of other times in my life. let me know please. hugs to you.
Yes you may. Thank you for asking.
SO not there.
i’m so with you!
Yeah who wants to be there? I always looking back at pictures I’ve taken…