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pippie_poppins)
That's all.
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madamevoilanska)
Oh my God, what do I want to do with my life?!
dreammyselfaway)Hi people,
This is a very sad time in my life in that my mother is very sick and possibly near to death. She seems to be feeling contemplative and I wondered if anyone could recommend any prose books or poems (books being my preference) that deal eloquently and philosophically with the subject of either severe illness or the reaper. They're for me not her. I want to try to understand her frame of mind as much as possible.
Thanks,
Sophie.
x
painlessthrill)I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don't
want them, so I take them back
and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists ...
... A stone on the path means the tea's not ready,
a stone in the hand means somebody's angry, the stone inside you still
hasn't hit bottom.
Richard Siken, Seaside Improvisation
midnight_birth)
♥ With matchsticks Grandfather built his fragile defences against all the sorrows and difficulties of his life, with a little glue to bind them he was able to construct a kind of contentment.
♥ Their home, a building divided into many small flats, was called Sirkin House. What a tiny little place their fraction of it must have been. Pokey-home. Poxy-home. How inappropriate it is that their love, so huge a thing as it felt to them, could fit within so paltry a container. A thousand, thousand rooms, a palace the size of Versailles in France would have seemed a little more adequate to house the limitlessness of their adoration. But love, how extraordinary this is, does not generally require large quantities of space.
♥ Let us turn instead to Louis himself, for he is invariably there, or at least his body is - his mind travels increasingly longer distances until one day, surely not far from now, it will never come back.
♥ There are many people on this earth who believe the earth to be solid, who trust the surface that they step upon every day and trust it so implicitly that they scarcely even think of it. Terra firma they call it. But the earth is not to be trusted. There is a mighty subterranean engine beneath us and sometimes that engine vibrates and in those vibrations can be heard a roar, a roar of something that will dismiss any faith in that ground beneath our feet. Cracks open and from somewhere down below terror pours out.
♥ Suddenly, with each new morning, with each new minute more precious than ever before, came a strange bravery. The quake had tried to teach us that we had little control over ourselves, that we were insignificant and flimsy; but some Entrallans rebelled from that lesson. In those days it was possible to see people wandering about the city suddenly stop dead with a vast smirk on their face, stick out their tongues or raise their fingers in a salute of derision and yell (either down at the ground or up at the sky, depending on whether they were religious or not), filled with this new boldness: 'Give that to your hunchback daughter!' And afterwards they might run off to murder procrastination. Yes, now timid people, who without the earthquake might ever have remained so, proclaimed love to shocked friends or neighbours or bust into their offices and, filled with a flowing inspiration that sped them onwards, became great achievers - freed from their chains of shyness. There was a great sense of doing in the city then; the prostitutes in the Sex District were exhausted...
♥ I've always found libraries sexual places. I cannot say why exactly. Perhaps it is because there are so many other people sitting around quietly, and it is a good place to people-watch, and because it is often easier to spend time dreaming up imaginary romances with people just a few desks away from you, who seem so reachable, than to return to the second chapter of a five-hundred-page volume. Perhaps it is because all that studying makes me feel hungry, and that hunger turns to another type of hunger. Perhaps it is because all that silence seems so peculiar and suggestive. Or perhaps it's because of the warmth inside libraries, a warmth which makes so many people fall asleep, sprawled on top of tolerant sentences. Perhaps it's simply watching those people in the intimacy of sleep, which generally they do under covers, behind closed doors, that now I feel I've been given a privileged view of something so private, something that lovers see.
♥ Learning to ride a bike, once you have changed out of your post office uniform into something less sacred and once the saddle and the handle bars of the bicycle have been raised to their highest setting, contains the following ingredients: uncertainty, fear, perseverance, trust (in the teacher), betrayal (when the teacher first lets go of the bicycle), believe in the possibility of it, an intuitive understanding of the laws of gravity, desperation, exhilaration and plasters.
♥ It is simply a fact that some people long to travel the entire world, and do not flinch from nights in wild forests or from the heat of the desert or from the anger of a tempest. It is simply a fact that some men long to climb the loftiest of mountains, others to explore the harshness of Antarctica, others still to circumnavigate the world in hot-air balloons. Why do they do it? For the challenge, we are expected to believe. And the newspapers and the journalists will not shut up about these people. But there are other, more modest people, whom for the most part the journalists avoid, who are frightened to step out into a street. It is a fact that it is too challenging for them. They cannot do it. This latter group of people, who almost always exist in solitude, are so panicked by the world that they close themselves up inside houses, inside rooms, and never leave again. The longer they stay inside the harder it is for them to peer out; they may be brave enough at first to touch door handles but very soon it will be impossible for them to turn them.
~~Alva & Irva by Edward Carey.
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thedreamisreal)"The best thing for being sad," replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn."
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refinementlulu)
Hello Aesthetes...
I thought you might want to know about a new publication now available- Zelda : The Magazine of the Vintage Nouveau...I self-publish it, and it's for aficionados of early 20th century style and culture...you can see more/order online at http://www.zeldamag.com !
I'd love to get some feedback from members of this community on the publication...
lord_whimsy)
My friend Linda Wolfe (of BB Gun fame) had mentioned this Devendra review in Spin. Seems we Lords are multiplying!
pippie_poppins)1) Post a list of up to 20 books/movies/anime/TV shows/video games/bands etc. that you've had an obsessive fannish love or interest in at some time in your life.
2) Have your f-list guess your favorite character/member from each item.
3) When someone guesses correctly, strikethrough the item and put the name of your favorite character next to it. Names in brackets are characters people have guessed already).
(I haven't included supes obvious fandoms like Indiana Jones... where it's clearly Indy or I Love Lucy)
1. The X-Files [Scully] Mulder sarahsez00
2. Buffy the Vampire Slayer [Spike] [Angel] IMMA LET YOU FINISH Dracula The Count Lestat EDWARD BUT DRUSILLA WAS THE BEST VAMPIRE OF ALL TIME, OF ALL TIME!
3. Angel Angelus sarahsez00
4. The Lord Of The Rings [Legolas] [Eomer] Pippin sarahsez00 (LJ SN)
5. How I Met Your Mother [Barney] [Robin]
6. Psych Lassie sarahsez00 Although Pineapple was said by ihateclooney and I think it's a tie.
7. Star Wars [Han] [Luke] (Hint: It's a puppet)
8. Secret Life of Dolls [The Littlest Edward]
9. Disney Princess Belle sarahsez00 and Giselle ihateclooney for liveaction I CANNOT CHOOSE
10. Firefly Simon sarahsez00
11. The Muppets [Miss Piggy]
12. Harry Potter
13. Jane Austen Novels (Hint: It's a Hero)
14. Disney Villains NO ONE WINS LIKE GASTON ihateclooney15. Star Trek (TOS) Kirk verselle 16. Star Trek (Reboot) Bones verselle
17. Mean Girls [Karen] [Glen Coco] [Damien]
18. Hot Fuzz [Butterman]
19. Galaxy Quest [Mathazar] [Alexander Dane] Laliari (Or said as "that alien chick by gleeful_t20. Dead Like Me Mason verselle
britzombie)"I cannot make speeches, Emma:"-he soon resumed, and in a tone of such sincere, decided, intelligible tenderness as was tolerably convincing. " If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it. Bear with the truths I would tell you now, dearest Emma, as well as you have borne with them. The manner, perhaps, may have as little to recommend them. God knows, I have been a very indifferent lover. But you understand me. You, you see, you understand my feelings- and will return them if you can. At present, I ask only to hear, once to hear your voice. " Mr. Knightly
" I always deserve the best treatment, because I never put up with any other." -Emma
And my favorite:
" He had ridden home through the rain; and had walked up directly after dinner, to see how this sweetest and best of creatures, faultless in spite of all her faults, bore the discovery."
galactic_jack)What do you rate this movie? Have you seen this movie?
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Two years ago: Henson magic
cseresznie)If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie,
Life would be delight,--
But things couldn't go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn't be I.
If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I'd be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn't be you.
If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,--
Yet they'd all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn't be we.
* all my posted quotes can be found here.
cseresznie)"if i believe
in death be sure
of this
it is
because you have loved me,
moon and sunset
stars and flowers
gold creshendo and silver muting
of seatides
i trusted not,
one night
when in my fingers
drooped your shining body
when my heart
sang between your perfect
breasts
darkness and beauty of stars
was on my mouth petals danced
against my eyes
and down
the singing reaches of
my soul
spoke
the green-- "
* all my posted quotes can be found here.
cseresznie)
brave love, dream
not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.
* all my posted quotes can be found here.
strivemightily)"Get up, girl, and dress yourself. Woman must have spunks to live in this wicked world"
cseresznie)
"The biggest truth to face now–what is probably making me unfunny now for the remainder of my life–is that I don't think people give a damn whether the planet goes on or not. It seems to me as if everyone is living as members of Alcoholics Anonymous do, day by day. And a few more days will be enough. I know of very few people who are dreaming of a world for their grandchildren."
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"No, thought Leisel as she walked. It's my heart that is tired. A thirteen-year-old heart shouldn't feel like this."