He shook his head. “A skeptic is only interested in being right. I’m interested in finding the truth.”
“Even if there’s a chance your theories are wrong?”
“Especially then, because it means I might be on my way to discovering something new.”
Odetta by Rag’n’Bone Man
This is such a gorgeous song.
You were always tryna fill the void, my brother
A habit so old, tryna find that something new
Never stare in the arms of a lover
Seeking darkness wherever light may shine through
Along came a morning of another
Blindsided by your sweet surprise
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old
You’re always searching for destruction
Now you bare the scars of a path in which you chose
It takes a brave and a stronger kind of woman
To follow where such a broken man can go
Along came a morning of another
Blindsided by your sweet surprise
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old
You got to hold him close
Odetta, don’t you ever let him go
Might be a long, wide road
Although we may need you then we need you now more than ever
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
And he can watch you getting wise
And you can watch him growing old
Odetta
Quoted: Love in the Time of Cholera
Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
Ramble Ramble Rosie
Have I told you about my friend Rosie? She’s very smart, and very funny, and my partner in crime when it comes to creating book challenges. She recently started a bookstagram account, too, and it’s simply gorgeous. If you aren’t following her already, you should be.
The Mortal Instruments+ by Cassandra Clare
So . . . it’s the end of March, officially spring already, and I’m just now diving into this year’s book challenge (and no—I still haven’t finished 2016). But boy, did I jump in with a vengeance.
Now, you may remember that when we came up with this year’s challenge, Rosie and I decided that we were going to be more mindful of who and what we were reading. We endeavoured to read books by people of colour, books by young women, books to make us smarter, and books that had such an impact that they’d been banned from high schools. And because I wanted to read the second and third books in Ransom Riggs’ Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children series, we also included “two books belonging to a series.”
Well, let me tell you right now that I went a little off book and a lot overboard. Not only did I not read either of the books I had planned to read, but I also chose a series that has way more than just two books and requires about 5% of my brain power. That’s right folks. I chose Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments series (because the deliciously terrible Netflix show based on the series is on hiatus and I needed my fix). And, because the YA series is just as deliciously terrible (and oh so much more so), I got to work and devoured all six books (coming in at 3237 pages). And then I read the Bane Chronicles (ten “novellas”). AND THEN I cringe-read a 165,000-word fan fiction that basically just fills in the story lines of the entire series from another character’s point of view (as if I’m going to tell you which one).
In ten days.
I also slept well, ate decent meals (well, ok. I may have had cereal or popcorn a few times), went to work, went for brunch and tacos, saw Beauty and the Beast in theatres twice, and read two manuscripts. That right there is my BA in English coming in to play.
Now, since I read everything so quickly, and I read them all online, and I read the auxiliary texts interspersed with the novels, and I mixed canon with fan fiction, I can’t really tell you where one book ends and the next one starts. So for these reviews, I’m going back to my roots: short, sweet, and totally superfluous.
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Imagine by Pentatonix
An incredibly beautiful rendition of my all time favourite song. Pentatonix is a phenomenal group.
Imagine there’s no Heaven
It’s easy if you try
No Hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one
Quoted: NW
What is the fear? It is something to do with death and time and age. Simply: I am eighteen in my mind I am eighteen and if I do nothing if I stand still nothing will change. I will be eighteen always. For always. Time will stop. I’ll never die. Very banal, this fear. Everyone has it these days.
