"In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had."
"In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year....Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it."
"All right...I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool."
"He thinks she goes to see her sister in New York. He's so dumb he doesn't know he's alive."
"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey."
"There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams - not through her own fault but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion."
"Her voice is full of money."
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
-The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Missy Higgins: Where I Stood
I don't know what I've done,
Or if I like what I've begun,
But something told me to run
And honey you know me: it's all or none.
There were sounds in my head.
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end,
Oh, and I found myself listening.
See I thought love was black and white,
That it was wrong or it was right,
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside.
Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you.
All I know is that I should.
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you.
All I know is that I should.
Cause she will love you more than I could,
She who dares to stand where I stood.
And I wont be far from where you are if ever you should call.
You meant more to me then anyone I've ever loved at all,
But you taught me how to trust myself
And so I say to you; this is what I have to do.
I don't know what I've done,
Or if I like what I've begun,
But something told me to run
And honey you know me: it's all or none.
There were sounds in my head.
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end,
Oh, and I found myself listening.
See I thought love was black and white,
That it was wrong or it was right,
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside.
Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you.
All I know is that I should.
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you.
All I know is that I should.
Cause she will love you more than I could,
She who dares to stand where I stood.
And I wont be far from where you are if ever you should call.
You meant more to me then anyone I've ever loved at all,
But you taught me how to trust myself
And so I say to you; this is what I have to do.
Friday, December 17, 2010
In-between Anger and Love
You didn't wake me,
only encroached upon my dreams.
You gave me reason to wish,
only to deny me the stars.
You tell me it's over,
only to ask me to stay.
You say you can not trust,
yet I forgave without apology.
And this I accuse you of:
careless love.
Don't think I don't believe in you,
you only asked me to.
You didn't wake me,
only encroached upon my dreams.
You gave me reason to wish,
only to deny me the stars.
You tell me it's over,
only to ask me to stay.
You say you can not trust,
yet I forgave without apology.
And this I accuse you of:
careless love.
Don't think I don't believe in you,
you only asked me to.
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