"For he loved her, as you can only love someone who is an echo of yourself at your time of deepest sorrow"
-Speaker of the dead
•He is dangerous, he is beautiful, I could drown in his understanding.
-Speaker of the dead
"No human being, when you understand his desires, is worthless. No one's life is nothing. Even the most evil of men and women, if you understand their hearts, had some generous act that redeems them, at least a little, from their sins."
-Speaker of the dead
•I carry the seeds of death with me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love. My parents died so others could live; now I live, so others must die.
Novinha (Speaker of the dead)
'Sometimes lies are more dependable then the truth"
-Ender Wiggin (Enders game)
"I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them they way they love themselves."
-Ender wiggin (Enders game)
"We have to go. I'm almost happy here"
-Ender wiggin
Monday, June 20, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
it is at moments after i have dreamed
it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eyes,
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always)and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:
one pierced moment whiter than the rest
-turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
by e.e. cummings
of the rare entertainment of your eyes,
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always)and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:
one pierced moment whiter than the rest
-turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
by e.e. cummings
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
mmmmm cheesy lentils.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
My Witness is the empty Sky.
I really need to read more Jack Kerouac. I've only ever read On the road and then his poetry, including the Scriptures of golden Eternity.
"Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize "The stars are words" and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind."
-The Lonesome traveler.
this more of a Mental note then anything else, to go to BMV and find jack kerouac novels.
-The Town and the City (1950)
-On the Road (1957)
-The Dharma Bums (1958)
-Lonesome Traveler (1960)
-Big Sur (1962)
-Desolation Angels (1965)
-Visions of Cody (1960)
-Some of the Dharma (1997)
I've got a lot of catching up to do this summer. Sometimes it seems like there is too many books I want to read and not enough time in my life to read them all.
"Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize "The stars are words" and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind."
-The Lonesome traveler.
this more of a Mental note then anything else, to go to BMV and find jack kerouac novels.
-The Town and the City (1950)
-On the Road (1957)
-The Dharma Bums (1958)
-Lonesome Traveler (1960)
-Big Sur (1962)
-Desolation Angels (1965)
-Visions of Cody (1960)
-Some of the Dharma (1997)
I've got a lot of catching up to do this summer. Sometimes it seems like there is too many books I want to read and not enough time in my life to read them all.
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