put this in my journal once before, but it bears repeating:
"when you have spent as long inside yourself as i have you learn a certain humility in the face of hardship, and then you learn it again. it takes years to become as softhearted and hopeful as i am. i had no business dancing with a young woman like that. i should have known better.
"the heart is not only a lonely hunter, though it is certainly that. it is a drowning salesman, a bloodied clown, an incurable disease. we pay dearly for its every decision. there are a lucky few, dead in certain vital places, who learn to tame their passions.
"but i am certain that you, too, have some period in your life that lines up against this one, some mad period of transgression in which your body, your foolish foolish body, led you toward tender ruin. and sometimes, at night, you must lie awake and ask yourself: how could i have done this? how ever, in the world, might i have become such a fool? how do i stop? and when? when? when will i have her again?"
Steve Almond, "The Body in Extremis", from My Life In Heavy Metal.
hey, ninjatuner? have i suggested this one to you yet? nobody ends a story like steve almond. i think the book title and the awful cover keeps people from picking his stuff up.
yeah, so no more talk of my screwy emotional life, i think. nothing but blue skies from now on.
"when you have spent as long inside yourself as i have you learn a certain humility in the face of hardship, and then you learn it again. it takes years to become as softhearted and hopeful as i am. i had no business dancing with a young woman like that. i should have known better.
"the heart is not only a lonely hunter, though it is certainly that. it is a drowning salesman, a bloodied clown, an incurable disease. we pay dearly for its every decision. there are a lucky few, dead in certain vital places, who learn to tame their passions.
"but i am certain that you, too, have some period in your life that lines up against this one, some mad period of transgression in which your body, your foolish foolish body, led you toward tender ruin. and sometimes, at night, you must lie awake and ask yourself: how could i have done this? how ever, in the world, might i have become such a fool? how do i stop? and when? when? when will i have her again?"
Steve Almond, "The Body in Extremis", from My Life In Heavy Metal.
hey, ninjatuner? have i suggested this one to you yet? nobody ends a story like steve almond. i think the book title and the awful cover keeps people from picking his stuff up.
yeah, so no more talk of my screwy emotional life, i think. nothing but blue skies from now on.
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linz:
oh, of course..the danny elfman reference. danny elfman is seriously sexy. i bet you are one hot bitch. sorry for devaluing your emotions and possible intellect by that comment.
aster:
blue skies, and a gust of wind. to keep you going.