"He has one of his wistful, fanciful thoughts - that he's somehow summoned from his mind not a fifty-year-old memory of the moment in which he first saw this woman but the actual moment itself. After all, isn't it the same sea, same sun, same cliffs, same them? And if a moment exists only in one's perception anyway, then perhaps the rush of feeling he has now is THE MOMENT, and not merely its shadow. Maybe every moment occurs at once, and they will always be twenty-two, their lives always before them."
In a Q&A session, Walters says that Beautiful Ruins is a book about moments - about the outcome or events that follow a moment being unimportant compared to the moment itself. Think of the moment you first saw your husband, or the moment you first heard your child's cry. Don't we always return to pivotal moments in our lives because they somehow define us? Walters suggests that we are who we are or as he puts it, "We want what we want." We were, are, and always will be/want what we are/want. So do these moments that stand out to us in our lives shape where we go or do they serve as highlighters to remind us who we are?
Funny thing about moments. Finishing this book is one of those moments. When something sparks inside you and you feel that the world should stop for a moment while you take it all in. You struggle to hold onto it and really feel it but the world just keeps spinning around you. But you are who you are. Let the world spin.
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