Beautiful writing is…

3 Oct

“They caught up with each other’s news casually, leaving long, cosy gaps of silence in which to go to work on their muffins and coffees. Jerome- after two months of having to be witty and brilliant in a strange town among strangers- appreciated the gift of it. People talk about the quiet that can exist between two lovers, but this too was great; sitting between his sister and his brother, saying nothing, eating.

Before the world existed, before it was populated, and before there were wars and jobs and colleges and movies and clothes and opinions and foreign travel- before all of these things there had been only one person, Zora, and only one place: a tent in the living room made from chairs and bed-sheets. After a few years, Levi arrived; space was made for him; it was as if he had always been. Looking at them both now, Jerome found himself in their finger joints and neat conch ears, in their long legs and wild curls. He heard himself in their partial lisps caused by puffy tongues and vibrating against slightly noticeable buckteeth.

He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.”

from Zadie Smith’s On Beauty

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