I Love Those Sticky Little Leaves
- March 2009
- Simple Living
Spring! Somehow these are the most moving words I’ve ever read. Every budding tree I see in spring makes me hear them in my mind.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, the Brothers Karamazov:
“Alyosha, my boy, so I want to live and go on living, even if it’s contrary to the rules of logic.
Even if I do not believe in the divine order of things, the sticky young leaves emerging from their buds in the spring are dear to my heart; so is the blue sky and so are some human beings, even though I often don’t know why I like them. … I’ll get drunk on my own emotion.
I love those sticky little leaves and the blue sky, that’s what! You don’t love those things with reason, with logic, you love them with your innards, with your belly.”
Love that quote!
I was walking the dog the other day with Robert Frost running circles around my brain.
“Spring’s first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf’s a flower
But only so an hour
Then leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay”
🙂 a little sad too, though?!