This is a quote (slightly adapted - the original quote is boy who flew) from one of my favourite people - Chris Colfer. It makes more sense in context: throughout the book, you have excerpts of this little kid trying to write a story, and it starts out as this little kid who wants to fly, but doesn’t know how. And the kid tries to figure out how to fly, until he realises it’s not about wanting it - you have to be an active agent in your own life and do it: do it and trust that it’ll work out.
I’ve spent my whole life looking at things that I want to do, but giving myself a thousand reasons why for me, that’s not possible - why I can’t do it.
Yes, unfortunately we live in a world where the pretty, the popular and the wealthy sometimes prevail over the rest. And yes, sometimes people and circumstances get in the way of achieving your dreams and seeing your visions all the way through. And yes, if you hold an advantage over everyone else while you’re out there trying to get there (intelligence, creativity, or drive), people will always try to bring you down that much more.
But if I let THOSE types of people bring me down, the people too pigheaded to encourage the godd I’m trying to spread in the world, then I’m not as smart as I think I am.
From this day on, I refuse to let anyone bring me to a point where I can’t take a horrible situation and spin it into SOMETHING beneficial. I will never let anyone make me feel anything I don’t want to feel again or rob me of the passion that make me who I am.
Does it suck ass that I have to spend another two years in a town full of people who hate my guts? Absolutely. Am I going to hate every minute of it? Probably. But I’m also entering a brand-new campus with absolutely nothing to lose and no friends to make.
Hell hath no fury like a journalist with nothing to lose. Just imagine the editorials I’ll have to submit to Northwestern the next time I apply!
Even if I never get out of Clover, even if I never get into Northwestern or write for the New Yorker, even if these are just delusions occupying my time, thank God they are, because a life without meaning, without drive or focus, without dreams or goals, isn’t a life worth living.
And after learning that, I may have made the greatest realization of my young life, and it reminds me of that conversation I had with Malerie all those months ago.
Like having a great idea, LIFE comes at you fast. It hits you and tries to escape and be expressed in any way possible. In a way, it’s a lot like… LIGHTNING.
“I tear up after the completion of my own novels as well. It just takes me back to when I was in elementary school and my parents got called into meetings with teachers because I wasn’t reading and writing at the level I should have been. I’m not sure if I’ve improved since then, but at least I’m writing books now.” *
“I always thought death would be different. I expected a great wave of realization to sweep over me. Suddenly the meaning of life would be answered with every other question I ever had. But there was nothing to realize. I was dead.”