This week for Book Beginnings on Fridays and The Friday 56 I've selected Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.
'Speakin' of winds, he's de wind and we'se de grass. We bend which ever way he blows,' Sam Watson agreed, 'but at dat us needs him. De town wouldn't be nothin' if it wasn't for him. He can't help bein' sorta bossy. Some folks needs thrones, and ruling chairs and crowns tuh make they influence felt. He don't. He's got uh throne in de seat of his pants.'
I'm loving this book to pieces. I can't believe I had never heard of it until I joined in the sync reading on the Classics Club this month.