Samara O'Shea

Two Things of Beauty

The first is Lynn’s latest work of art. This was sent to me in postcard form and has me very excited for spring—even if its rainy spring, it’s spring nonetheless.


The second thing of beauty is an excerpt from the Novel Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis de Bernières. A friend of mine has asked me to help her find non-religious readings for her wedding. I came across this, which may or may not be her flavor, but it is profound.

“And another thing. Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion . . . That is just being “in love,” which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew toward each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”