09 June 2010

beauty in books

Sometimes a passage in a book evokes such a clear image that it's like I'm seeing Clare's '3BTs' through someone else's eyes. Today:

Eddie Willers shifted his glance down to the street, to a vegetable pushcart at the stoop of a brownstone house. He saw a pile of bright gold carrots and the fresh green of onions. He saw a clean white curtain blowing at an open window. He saw a bus turning a corner, expertly steered." - Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand

1 comment:

Lucy2010 said...

your thoughts is really amazingly well written. this parallels a discussion Naomi and I had recently on this very subject! thanks for this fascinating summary.