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“Survival often depends on a specific focus: A relationship, a belief, or a hope balanced on the edge of possibility. Or something more ephemeral: the way the sun passes through the hard seemingly impenetrable glass of a window and warms the blanket, or how the wind, invisible but for its wake, is so loud one can hear it through the insulated walls of a house.”
― The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating
― The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating
“There are more life forms in a handful of forest soil than there are people on the planet. A mere teaspoonful contains many miles of fungal filaments. All these work the soil, transform it, and make it so valuable for the trees.”
― The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate: Discoveries from a Secret World
― The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate: Discoveries from a Secret World
“Trees, it turns out, have a completely different way of communicating: they use scent.”
― The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate: Discoveries from a Secret World
― The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate: Discoveries from a Secret World
“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
― The Fault in Our Stars
― The Fault in Our Stars
“When I die
Give what’s left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give to them
What you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I’ve known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live in your eyes
And not on your mind.
You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands
By letting
Bodies touch bodies
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn’t die,
People do.
So, when all that’s left of me
Is love,
Give me away”
―
Give what’s left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give to them
What you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I’ve known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live in your eyes
And not on your mind.
You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands
By letting
Bodies touch bodies
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn’t die,
People do.
So, when all that’s left of me
Is love,
Give me away”
―
Keri’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Keri’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
134 books
|
8 friends
2,387 books
|
109 friends
9 books
|
5 friends
738 books
|
103 friends
1,768 books
|
220 friends
1,463 books
|
51 friends
97 books
|
12 friends
450 books
|
23 friends
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