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feb 9 2013 + "There will come a time," I said, "when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered and all of this" - I gestured encompassingly - "will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was a time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that what everyone else does." I liked the way his story ended with someone else. I liked his voice. jan 6 2013 ∞
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feb 18 2015 + "But the pleasure isn't owning the person. The pleasure is this. Having another contender in the room with you." - Philip Roth, The Human Stain
But mothers lie. It's in the job description. Prodigies can very quickly learn what other people have already figured out; geniuses discover that which no one has ever previously discovered. Progidies learn; geniuses do. He liked all books, because he liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head. Democritus: "Everywhere man blames nature... jan 12 2013 ∞
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brash, adj. But I loved the notion that the night was mine to spend, and I immediately decided to spend it on you. breach, n. I didn't want to know who he was, or what you did, or that it didn't mean anything. breathtaking adj. Those mornings when we kiss and surrender for an hour before we say a single word. daunting, adj. The key is to never recognize these imbalances. To not let the dauntingness daunt us. deadlock, n.
guise, n. How do you picture yourself? And I told you: I think of a photograph you took of me, up in Montreal. You told me to jump in the air, so in the picture, my feet are off the ground. Later, I asked you why you wanted me to do that, and you told me it was the only way to get me to forget a... jan 8 2013 ∞
jan 12 2013 + Maybe all the strings inside him broke. I'm a big believer in random capitalization. The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future - you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college. "Light, the visible reminder of Invisible Light." (T.S. Eliot) That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people would want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste. She had the kind of fingers you want to interlace with your own. When you say nasty things about people, y... jan 6 2013 ∞
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