Because wretches will dash a club... against a pin-prick, even though we live in the same village, I can't even look at my lover with both eyes at once.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There was a faith-healer of Deal Who said, "Although pain isn't real,... If I sit on a pin And it punctures my skin, I dislike what I don't think I feel."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it's the answer to everything. To "Why am I here?" To uselessness. It's the streami...ng reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it's a cactus.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The function of the hero in art is to inspire the reader or spectator to continue in the same spirit from where he, the hero, leav...es off. He must release the spectator's potentiality, for potentiality is the historic force behind nobility. And to do this the hero must be typical of the characters and class who at that time only need to be made aware of their heroic potentiality in order to be able to make their society juster and nobler. Bourgeois culture is no longer capable of producing heroes. On the highbrow level it only produces characters who are embodied consolations for defeat, and on the lowbrow level it produces idols--stars, TV "personalities," pin-ups. The function of the idol is the exact opposite to that of the hero. The idol is self-sufficient; the hero never is. The idol is so superficially desirable, spectacular, witty, happy that he or she merely supplies a context for fantasy and therefore, instead of inspiring, lulls. The idol is based on the appearance of perfection; but never on the striving towards it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Suddenly we have a baby who poops and cries, and we are trying to calm, clean up, and pin things together all at once. Then as fas...t as we learn to cope--so soon--it is hard to recall why diapers ever seemed so important. The frontiers change, and now perhaps we have a teenager we can't reach.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the pink light the small red sun goes rolling, rolling,... round and round and round at the same height in perpetual sunset,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »