"Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything; That is how the light gets in." I heard this song on my car readio this afternoon while driving to meet a friend for lunch. All I remember are these 3 lines. They were enough to get my mind bending and twisting with feeling. I thought "there is no perfect thing and if there was it would probably be kind of boring. Even in rare works of art it is the little imperfections that makes them special.
Think about it; when your child started to talk, I'll bet it was the word that they mispronouced that you remember, that you will still remember and talk about 30 years later. There is a crack in everything and that is how the light gets in. And without the light we wouldn't be able to see it at all.
Afternoon Thoughts
Sunday, October 30, 2011.............5:12 p.m.
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