Im always going to carry you in my heart, even though you lied to me, cheated on me and broke me. Now Im in love again and I hate you for making it as terrifying as it is; you don’t deserve to have such a hold on me, even four years on. But I am in Love - something I never thought possible again - and you’re still a whore. Time heals all wounds.
“Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”—*Alice in Wonderland (via skateboarda)
"Part of this generation that is proud of its shallowness. The sincere performance is everything. Sincere and empty, totally empty. The sincerity that goes in all directions. The sincerity that is worst than falsness, and the innocence that is worse than corruption. All the rapacity hidden under the sincerity. And under the lingo. This wonderful language they all have - that they appear to believe - about their ‘lack of self-worth,’ all the while wha tthey actually believe is that they’re entitled to everything. Their shamelessness they call lovingness, and the ruthlessness is camouflaged as lost ‘self-esteem.’ Hitler lacked self-esteem too. That was his problem. It’s a con these kids have going. The hyperdramatization of the pettiest emotions. Relationship. My relationship. Clarify my relationship. They open their mouths and they send me up the wall. Their whole language is a summation of the stupidity of the last forty years. Closure. There’s one. My students cannot stay in that place where thinking must occur. Closure! They fix on the conventionalized narrative, with its beginning, middle, and end - every experience, no matter how ampiguous, no matter how knotty or mysterious, must lend itself to this normalizing, conventionalizing, anchorman cliche. Any kid who says ‘closure’ I flunk. They want closure, there’s their closure.” - Coleman Silk, from The Human Stain.
Spent a lovely Saturday at Peter’s parents house in Menlo Park. My quest for books is neverending and now I have troves of books to read and add to my collection. A special thanks to my “anarchist” boyfriend and his dear mother. I plan to approach these in no particular order.
Ecotopia by Ernest Callenbach
Untimely Meditations by F. Nietzsche
Future Primitive (and other Essays) by John Zerzan
Perfume Dreams by Andrew Lam
Poetry and Prose by Robert Frost
Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse
The Portable Faulkner by William Faulkner
Blackbird House by Alice Hoffman
The Dance by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The World is Flat by Thomas L. Friedman
I clearly have a lot of work to do. The titles and authors in italics take precedence over any other titles AFTER I finish The Human Stain by Philip Roth and Barrel Fever by David Sedaris.
Thursday night, Bailey and I went to see Junot Diaz. If you have read any of his work, you will know that it straight forward and full of the usual words said on the street but not written in novels. He speaks exactly the same way. The crowed was large and we all expected him to read from The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. Instead, we were treated to excerpts from two new stories, one being about quaralling lovers who go on a vacation to the Dominican and the other about quaralling cyborg lovers who shoot each other. It was wonderful.
After the reading Diaz answered questions from the audience and was asked about his writing habits. He admitted that he is a slow writer, but that he has always considered himself more of a reader. It was nice to see a Pulitzer Prize winner stick up for those who simply read today. He said that books should take us seriously, not the other way around. A good book knows that it’s reader may not understand everything, but has the ability to figure it out.
We had a fantastic time getting to speak with Junot, getting some book recommendations and of course an autograph. For Bailey’s reaction, go here.
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”—Steve Jobs; somehow i’m still trying to convince myself that this man is not evil. (via theministryoftruth)
“I have serious doubts about life before death, the way we’re going now. I believe in death during life…”—Groucho Marx, in his last television appearance after being asked “Do you believe in life after death?” (via theministryoftruth)