Hello, How about that ride in, I guess that why they call it Sin City... ha ha. You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself, as a one man wolf pack. Though when my sister brought Doug home I knew he was one of my own. And my wolf pack, it grew by one. So there was two of us in the wolf pack, I was alone first in the pack and then doug joined later. And six months ago when Doug introduced me to you guys, I thought "wait a second could it be?" and now I know for sure I just added two more guys to my wolf pack. Four of us wolves running around the desert together in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight, I make a toast! *takes out knife and cuts hand.... Blood Brothers!
Rereading books I hated (or chose not to read) in H.S is enlightening and makes me realize how much I took AP English for granted. Tom Stoppard is worth reading.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead: "We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered."
"Death followed by eternity . . . the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought"
"...the single assumption that makes our existence viable - that somebody is watching...."
"Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one, a moment, in childhood when it first occured to you that you don't go on for ever. It must have been shattering - stamped into one's memory. And yet I can't remember it. It never occured to me at all."
The Invention of Love: "A genuine love of learning is one of the two delinquencies which cause blindness and lead a young man to ruin."
"Art cannot be subordinate to its subject, otherwise it is not art but biography."
"Personally I am in favour of education but a university is not the place for it." (zing!)
do you ever wonder how or if people would react if your facebook status was accompanied by the words: depressed, angry, alone, guilty, vengeful. i guess the worst would be if they didn't react...
"Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob
on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it"
"That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. "
"With me as the glaring exception, my father molded the world
around him to his liking. The problem, of course, was that Baba saw the
world in black and white.
And he got to decide what was black and what was white. You can't love
a person who lives that way without fearing him too. Maybe even hating
him a little."
"There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft....When
you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a
husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal
someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to
fairness."
"I believe, is what true redemption is, Amir jan, when guilt leads to good." "You're gutless. It's how you were made. And that's not such a bad thing
because your saving grace is that you've never lied to yourself about
it. Not about that. Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes
with prudence. But when a coward stops remembering who he is.. God help
him."
"Sometimes, Soraya sleeping next to me, I lay in bed a listened to the
screen door swinging open and shut in the breeze, to the crickets
chirping in the yard. And I could almost feel the emptiness in Soraya’s
womb, like it was a living, breathing thing. It had seeped into our
marriage, that emptiness, into our laughs, and our lovemaking. And late
at night, in the darkness of the room, I’d feel it rising from Soraya
and settling between us. Sleeping between us. Like a newborn child.”
