I have embarked into another tale. The Thirteenth Tale, to be precise. And it is pulling me in, hook, line, and sinker. The words are washing over me, and I am giving them ample time to settle into my mind. The thoughts inside these pages are profound. Take, for example, this exerpt:
Magnificent. So deep, and so true. Who we are is intertwined and entangled with the lives of those in our family. Their decisions affect us, sometimes directly, other times indirectly. Almost as though our lives are woven together.
"I shall start at the beginning. Though of course the beginning is never where you think it is. Our lives are so important to us that we tend to think the story of them begins with our birth. First there was nothing, then I was born....Yet that is not so. Human lives are not pieces of string that can be separated out from a knot of others and laid out straight. Families are webs. Impossible to touch one part of it without setting the rest vibrating. Impossible to understand one part without having a sense of the whole."
Magnificent. So deep, and so true. Who we are is intertwined and entangled with the lives of those in our family. Their decisions affect us, sometimes directly, other times indirectly. Almost as though our lives are woven together.
I am enjoying this book, so much so that I am attempting to read it slowly that I may savour the words and the story. It is so wonderful to be able to love what one reads...
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