What’s in a name?
What is the appeal of one name versus another? Sometimes there are several you may be tossing around. Maybe you say it out loud to hear how it sounds or ask a friend what they think of your choice.
I was thinking about the name of this blog, The Most Constant and how it came to be. In my introduction post I wrote a little about it and included the quote, which this blog is based upon,
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.
This is one of my favorite book quotations. I had begun throwing around the idea of a book-based blog about six or eight months before I actually started one. One day I was walking my dog and I began thinking about this blog (that didn’t exist) and what I would name it. If I couldn’t think of a blog name, then what luck would I have in writing a whole blog post? Immediately the above Eliot quote came in to my head, I shortened it to my favorite part and added a ‘the’ : The Most Constant.
A few more months passed and my hypothetical name of my hypothetical blog began taking more shape. I threw around other potential names (to myself, because I wasn’t a hundred percent sure I even wanted to start one), but kept coming back to The Most Constant. So I filed it away and kept thinking.
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends. As you read their stories you learn and get to know characters just as you would someone new.
But the true beauty of a book as a friend is this: books are all-encompassing and all-accepting. They aren’t bothered if you highlight, underline, or dog-ear their pages. Their feelings aren’t hurt if you set them aside or decide to read on an e-reader. If you leave water rings from a glass or spill something- they don’t care. They are keepers of notes tucked between pages, they don’t get too hot or too cold. If you drop them on the floor, mid-sentence because you’ve fallen asleep, it’s ok. They don’t mind your tears and they aren’t bothered if they scare you. If they brighten your mood, great. If they piss you off because they suck, well that doesn’t bother them either. They are patient, quiet and just waiting to be cracked open and read.
As much as books don’t take on the negative qualities that we as humans can have, books can only truly be appreciated by us, (sometimes) crazy humans. Without us to see their value, they are little more than kindling for a fire.
We need each other. Together we are the heart and the soul. One cannot exist to its truest potential without the other. Even if you don’t read for pleasure, can you argue that books aren’t the backbone for learning about any and every subject out there? Let me just tell you-you can’t.
So this is a more complete history of how and why my blog name came to be. Names can be complicated and names can be easy. Over time the one you choose begins to stick and slowly, but surely it becomes yours.
PS. I always close with a quote. While I love the above Eliot quote, the one below is my absolute favorite quote about books.
Books are the carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculation at a standstill. Without books, the development of civilization would have been impossible. They are engines of change, windows on the world and lighthouses erected in the sea of time. They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. Books are humanity in print.