Cuando amor no es locura, no es amor.
(When love is not madness, it is not love.)
--Spanish
Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation. --Oscar Wilde, De Profundis, 1905
Sunday, April 27, 2003
Friday, April 25, 2003
Monday, April 21, 2003
Saturday, April 19, 2003
In Germany they came first for the Communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist, Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then the came for the Catholics, and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me, and by that time there was no one left to speak up. --attributed to Martin Niemoeller. No war, Democracy now.
"You should have gone to the funeral."
"Why?"
"To say good-bye."
"I have not yet said good-bye to Eurydice."
"You should. You are mortal: it is the mortal way. You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live." -- Dream to Orpheus
"Why?"
"To say good-bye."
"I have not yet said good-bye to Eurydice."
"You should. You are mortal: it is the mortal way. You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live." -- Dream to Orpheus
I'm afraid of coaching, of writer's classes, of writer's magazines, of books on how to write. They give me "centipede trouble" -- you know the yarn about the centipede who was asked how he managed all his feet? He tried to answer, stopped to think about it, and was never able to walk another step.
- Robert A. Heinlein
- Robert A. Heinlein
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Tuesday, April 15, 2003
Monday, April 14, 2003
Wednesday, April 09, 2003
Juventud, divino tesoro, ya te vas para no volver! Cuando quiero llorar, no lloro, y a veces lloro sin querer. --Ruben Dario
(Translation: Youth, divine treasure, you have gone and will not return! When I want to cry, I don't cry, and sometimes I cry without wanting. {I guess it's true when they say it loses something in the translation!})
(Translation: Youth, divine treasure, you have gone and will not return! When I want to cry, I don't cry, and sometimes I cry without wanting. {I guess it's true when they say it loses something in the translation!})
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