Seriously?

There have been times in my life when something so incredible happens to stagger belief or humble the imagination in which I have been at a loss for words. On those rare occasions I utter at least one word.

2 for 1 McCondom

Despite liking scotch as much as I do, this gave me pause.

Seriously?

By no means does it convey the awestruck wonder or complete contempt I feel about a particular situation, but it fills the space and impregnates the silence with sentiment.

The Newsroom Bar & Eatery

Should I feel guilty that this sign brought a smile to my face?

Seriously?

Perhaps, dear reader, you’ve come across the same condition. It needn’t be the same word, but the idea is the similar. A thought that must be expressed, but can hardly be described.

What’s your word?

Grace and Favor or Like

The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique.

-Walt Disney

favorite (noun): a person or thing that is liked more than others.

like (verb): to enjoy (something); to get pleasure from (something); to regard (something) in a favorable way; to feel affection for (someone); to enjoy being with (someone)

Favorite. I often wonder what word can fill a reader or listener with delight. What word could be more pleasant and full of wonder? It’s a word to be shared with others or scribbled gleefully in the pages of a diary.

But, dear reader, I must confess a secret. I am not a fan of favorite.

Perhaps it’s the length. It could be all the hard consonants. No, I won’t dissemble with you. It’s all about the root.

Favor strikes me as condescending—a little like Queen Elizabeth bestowing her patronage on pizza or chocolate cake.

Like is my word of choice in these matters. The L evokes warm feelings and reminds me of love. Then, as though declaring its individuality, the vowel that follows announces its own name. More importantly, I like that like is a verb—it makes my enjoyment, pleasure, and regard more active. However, I can’t claim to aspire to the status of wordsmith if I rest on the laurels of just one word.

It brings to mind one of my favorite (it couldn’t be helped) exchanges in the movie, Sense and Sensibility.

Elinor Dashwood: I do not attempt to deny that I think very highly of him, that I… greatly esteem him… I like him.

Marianne: “Esteem him?” “Like him?” Use those insipid words again and I shall leave the room this instant.[1]

A word should be appropriate to the situation and I agree with Marianne when she calls her sister’s choice of words insipid. So, instead of favorite or like better to use a word that paints a picture.

I relish the taste of dark chocolate.

I have a fondness for cool, drizzly days.

I have a weakness for a well-turned phrase uttered by an intelligent man.

To paraphrase Disney, liking ourselves makes us unique. To turn it another way, choosing our words with care also makes expressiveness unique. I’d like to think my favorite words are another way I’m unique.

What words do you favor, like and esteem?

[1] Quote from Sense and Sensibility, 1995, courtesy of IMDB.com