January 2010
34 posts
Paris, Je T'aime - 14th arrondissement →
Watch this. It is lovely.
Reading:
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter - Carson McCullers
On The Road - Jack Kerouac
Indian Killer - Sherman Alexie
Twilight Sucks →
“Mahatma Gandhi on Homosexuality”
caraobrien:
catchafire:
Two gay Englishmen came to Gandhi in the 1930s and asked him what he thought of their relationship.
The Mahatma asked some questions and for a short time fell silent.
Then he said, “The greatest gift God gives us is another person to love.”
Placing the hands of each man in the other’s, he quietly and with a smile asked, “Who are we to question God’s choice?”
The xx - Infinity
“It isn’t what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing...”
– Dale Carnegie (via jayalzacee)
Florence and The Machine - Dog Days Are Over
“A good head and good heart are always a formidable combination. But when you add...”
– Nelson Mandela (via caraobrien)
Twelve Stories →
“Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie...”
– Nicole Krauss - The History of Love
Pearl Jam - Last Kiss
Today.
Today is one of those days that I wish I could just sit in the pub all afternoon drinking nice beer and lazing with friends talking bollocks and being satisfied with my existence. Instead I am writing an essay about excrement as a form of heterogeneous revolution in the work of Dennis Cooper.
Swings and roundabouts.
copycats:
“All That She Wants” by Max Vernon
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Cold War Kids - Hospital Beds
“For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain...”
– Milan Kundera - The Unbearable Lightness of Being
I will not fail
I have two 4000 word essays due in next week and so far I have 400 words for one of them and a whole lot of nothing for the other. Usually I work well under pressure (actually this is the only time I work at all) but right now I feel like giving up, curling up under my duvet and watching really bad tv. I need motivation, inspiration and confidence. I know the only place I can get these things is...
You Learn
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean possession and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of an adult not the grief of a...
