"Only what meeting made us feel,
So new, and gentle-sharp, and strange?"
- handwritten inscription found inside a copy of Philip Larkin's Collected Poems, which was found on Rosewood Ave. in Los Angeles.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
No, the jungle wasn't evil. It was indifferent. So, too, was the world. Evil then, must be the negation of something man had added to the world. Ultimately, it was caring about something that made the world liable to evil. Caring. And then the caring gets torn asunder. Everybody dies, but not everybody cares. It occurred to Mellas that he could create the possibility of good or evil through caring. He could nullify the indifferent world. But in doing so, he opened himself up to the pain of watching it get blown away.
Matterhorn - A Novel of the Vietnam War
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
"My dear Maximilien," Valentine said ... "You will not love me for very long. A man who makes such poetry will never be happy, languishing in such a banal passion as ours."
The Count of Monte Cristo