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Answer for question 4354.
May. 6th, 2015 08:00 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
I have many, but what came to mind first was:
"It is not the way of the Wild to like movement. Life is an offense to it, for life is movement; and the Wild aims always to destroy movement. It freezes the water to prevent it running to the sea. It drives the sap out of trees 'til they are frozen to their mighty hearts. And most ferociously and terribly of all does the Wild harry and crush into submission man. Man, who is most restless of life, ever in revolt against the dictum that all movement must in the end come to cessation of movement." -Jack London, White Fang.
I like this passage for several reasons. One, as a child, it was dramatic and intriguing to me and it appealed to my nature of quiet rebellion. Two, as an adult, well, we must keep fighting, my friends. It is our nature. And three, we must also accept that, in the end, we all end up the same way. Our time on this rock is short. So we must do the best we can with what we have. Oh, and four, respect nature, because it has no respect for you.
That is the way of things. The way of the Force.
(And lookie there, closing on another favorite. Oh, and I came across this when I randomly checked a book out of the library. And like Huckleberry Finn that same year, White Fang changed my life. So much so my username honors the great London, who we lost far too young.)
I have many, but what came to mind first was:
"It is not the way of the Wild to like movement. Life is an offense to it, for life is movement; and the Wild aims always to destroy movement. It freezes the water to prevent it running to the sea. It drives the sap out of trees 'til they are frozen to their mighty hearts. And most ferociously and terribly of all does the Wild harry and crush into submission man. Man, who is most restless of life, ever in revolt against the dictum that all movement must in the end come to cessation of movement." -Jack London, White Fang.
I like this passage for several reasons. One, as a child, it was dramatic and intriguing to me and it appealed to my nature of quiet rebellion. Two, as an adult, well, we must keep fighting, my friends. It is our nature. And three, we must also accept that, in the end, we all end up the same way. Our time on this rock is short. So we must do the best we can with what we have. Oh, and four, respect nature, because it has no respect for you.
That is the way of things. The way of the Force.
(And lookie there, closing on another favorite. Oh, and I came across this when I randomly checked a book out of the library. And like Huckleberry Finn that same year, White Fang changed my life. So much so my username honors the great London, who we lost far too young.)
