For these pairs, I took the pictures, but I didn’t write the sentences. To see the pictures, click on the sentence. It was MUCH more difficult than I expected to find 10 sentences that I really wish I had written. Not because there aren’t 10, but because I had to pick only 10, and because it was really hard to remember where I had read things that I love.
A slavish concern for the composition of words is the sign of a bankrupt intellect. ~ Norton Juster
If we only live, we too will go to sea in a sieve, — to the hills of the Chankly Bore! ~Edward Lear
And his triumph, when he triumphs, is ours. ~James Baldwin
Hone and spread your spirit till you yourself are a sail, whetted, translucent, broadside to the merest puff. ~Annie Dillard
I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck. ~Annie Dillard. Also, look at this one. In a very different sort of way, I think that it fits…
It was an intricate stew of truths and mirages that convulsed the ghost of Jose Arcadio Buendia with impatience and made him wander all through the house even in broad daylight. ~Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Everybody turned into a baby, and all humanity, without exception, conspired biologically to produce two perfect people named Adam and Eve, he supposed. ~Kurt Vonnegut
In this case, the value of the prune lies not in its ontology, but in its ability to serve as a representative for a particular mindset. ~Brother Dear
Give me health and a day, and I will make the pomp of emperors ridiculous. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don’t you bully me with your politeness! ~Yann Martel
For these pairs, I wrote the sentences, but I did not take the pictures.
The heart still pumps blood, even to imperfections.
They left the bedsheets wrinkled in their enthusiasm to embark on a journey together.
“Wrinkles give character,” he said, as he smiled and his eyes disappeared.
Sometimes, I feel ignorant.
How unexpected when our world disappears! — the only thing to do, I suppose, is make a new one.
Had we fallen, we would have been snatched up and shattered.
He was completely devoted to me, to the sky, and to his hatred.
He was a tease, but he was beautiful so I forgave him.
Because I’m not pushy enough, I never quite got enough food at those big group dinners. (To BG — not at yours though, don’t worry!)
I find, sometimes, a kindred spirit in the most unlikely place.