One is sorry one could not have taken both branches of the road. But we were not allotted multiple selves.
219- I only found out today that Gore Vidal died last week. Some of his writing really challenged me as a pretentiously naive teenager but as a pretentious and bitter adult I couldn’t agree more with most!
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but with a whimper.
181- T.S. Eliot.
After a year in this job,on Friday I submitted the funding bid that I have been dedicated to. It has been a long few months of partnership meetings, community consultation and bid writing. But when it finally went in, nothing much happened. Now there are new deadlines and new reports.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting….
That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.
175- Oh the places you’ll go- Dr Seuss
How do you teach homosexuality? Is it like French? I was born of heterosexual parents, taught by heterosexual teachers, in a fiercely heterosexual society. So why then am I homosexual? And, no offense meant, if it were true that children mimic their teachers, we’d have a hell of a lot more nuns running around.
163- Harvey Milk, Milk (2008)
All of us do not have equal talent, but all of us should have an equal opportunity to develop our talents.
152 John F. Kennedy
I know, up on the top you are seeing great sights, but down here at the bottom we, too, should have rights.
126- this is great advice!!! Dr Seuss
Lester Burnham: [narrating] I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time… For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars… And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined our street… Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper… And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird… And Janie… And Janie… And… Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.
114- Yusuf is watching American Beauty in bed and it reminded how much I love it. I worked in a cinema when it came out and remembering being blown away when i caught a preview screening of it. Just perfect