26.4.09

factotum

"If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is."


— Charles Bukowski (Factotum)

25.4.09

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost

sim, vi The Outsiders pela enésima vez. ^^

a film for you

21.4.09

No meio de uma aula de literatura inglesa com a professora muito empenhada em explicar a diferença entre novel e romance e prossegue com um exemplo.
"podemos ver essa mudança no nome que os autores davam às suas personagens. A Maude Flanders era uma prostituta e o Tom Jones era um aventureiro." e foi aqui que no meu cantinho da sala mandei um grunhido de fazer corar o Butthead.
epá... a Maude numa rua escura a fumar um cigarro e a mostrar as pernas. o Tom Jones numa mota ao som de 'sex bomb sex bomb you're my sex bomb'.
e é isto 3 anos de flul.

20.4.09





e esta foi a 1ª vez que vi "2 results". e logo para algo totally pointless.
frustrações.

9.4.09

FEAR

Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive.
Fear of falling asleep at night.
Fear of not falling asleep.
Fear of the past rising up.
Fear of the present taking flight.
Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night.
Fear of electrical storms.
Fear of the cleaning woman who has a spot on her cheek!
Fear of dogs I've been told won't bite.
Fear of anxiety!
Fear of having to identify the body of a dead friend.
Fear of running out of money.
Fear of having too much, though people will not believe this.
Fear of psychological profiles.
Fear of being late and fear of arriving before anyone else.
Fear of my children's handwriting on envelopes.
Fear they'll die before I do, and I'll feel guilty.
Fear of having to live with my mother in her old age, and mine.
Fear of confusion.
Fear this day will end on an unhappy note.
Fear of waking up to find you gone.
Fear of not loving and fear of not loving enough.
Fear that what I love will prove lethal to those I love.
Fear of death.
Fear of living too long.
Fear of death.

I've said that

—Raymond Carver

4.4.09


Mais uma razão para não me sentar na primeira fila ao ver uma peça de teatro:
Alguém pode-me oferecer maltesers e eu posso simplesmente espalhar os benditos chocolates pelo palco.Posso. Não quer dizer que tenha acontecido.




Isso.

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