When it Had Been Effortless

On 29 January 2012 by Jessica

Hemingway, on his friend F. Scott Fitzgerald, from “A Moveable Feast:”

His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly’s wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.

Tender & foreboding, & applicable to pretty much anyone who is naturally gifted at anything.

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