Most of my days have a lot of words. I read a ton. I listen. I write, although not often enough. And still, on most days I have clear favorites. The words that linger, the ones I carry around for days, sometimes longer. They are the words I often share with others- a friend or unsuspecting colleague.
A month or so ago I was loving something John Updike said - "Give the mundane its beautiful due." (I confess I don't know where he said it, I came across it jotted on a scrap of paper someone left, discarded at my job).
One day last week the words I loved most came to me in a Daily Rumpus, they are Stephen Elliot's words - "Every story is a love story. Or a story about loneliness."
Yesterday's lingering words came from a letter written by John Steinbeck to his son Thom. I read the letter on the blog Letters of Note. It was a letter about love and Mr. Steinbeck wrote "Nothing good gets away."
My point is this; there is an abundance of beautiful words out there and if you listen, if you pay attention you're bound to encounter a few.