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Created on 2007-08-06 21:13:01 (#13540297), last updated 2008-04-29
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Basic Info| Name: | Rough weather ahead... |
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| Birthdate: | 1982-04-20 |
BioPrimarily created for ohnotheydidnt.
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But, then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, to not love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy, then, is to suffer, but, suffering makes one unhappy; therefore to be unhappy, one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness.
--Woody Allen
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flyingwild
Mood theme:ladama23
"Oh, I remember... Listen, don't hate me because I can't remember some person immediately. Especially when they look like everybody else, and talk and dress and act like everybody else." Franny made her voice stop. It sounded to her cavilling and bitchy, and she felt a wave of self-hatred that, quite literally, made her forehead begin to perspire again. But her voice picked up again, in spite of herself. "I don't mean there's anything horrible about him or anything like that. It's just that for four solid years I've kept seeing Wally Campbells wherever I go. I know when they're going to be charming, I know when they're going to ask me what I did over the summer, I know when they're going to pull up a chair and straddle it backward and start bragging in a terribly, terribly quiet voice--or name-dropping in a terribly quiet, casual voice. There's an unwritten law that people in a certain social or financial bracket can name-drop as much as they like just as long as they say something terribly disparaging about the person as soon as they've dropped his name--that he's a bastard or a nymphomaniac or takes dope all the time, or something horrible." She broke off again. She was quiet for a moment, turning the ashtray in her fingers and being careful not to look up and see Lane's expression. "I'm sorry," she said. "It isn't just Wally Campbell. I'm just picking on him because you mentioned him. And because he just looks like somebody that spent the summer in Italy, or someplace."
"He was in France last summer, for your information," Lane stated. "I know what you mean," he added quickly, "but you're being.."
"All right," Franny said wearily. "France." She took a cigarette out of the pack on the table. "It isn't just Wally. It could be girl, for goodness' sake. I mean if he were a girl--somebody in my dorm, for example--he'd have been painting scenery in some stock company all summer. Or bicycled through Wales. Or taken an apartment in New York and worked for a magazine or an advertising company. It's everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so--I don't know--not wrong, or mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and--sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you're conforming just as much as everybody else, only in a different way."
--Franny and Zooey
"I'm not afraid to compete. It's just the opposite. Don't you see that? I'm afraid that I will compete--that's what scares me. That's why I quit the Theatre Department. Just because I'm so horribly conditioned to accept everybody else's values, and just because I like applause and people to rave about me, doesn't make it right. I'm ashamed of it. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash."
--Franny and Zooey
"All to often we think of theatre as mere entertainment. This is the view of the arts that political leaders have encouraged since the time of the Roman emperors, for it tens to favor the status quo. But theatre as we know it came from the Greeks who saw theatre not as a way to keep people distracted, not on the contrary, to develop their thinking and raise their sights."
--Jack O'Brien
Reading:
--current books: Hamlet; Madame Bovary (again); The Complete Short Stories of Mark Twain
--recently finished: Daisy Miller; Man's Search for Meaning; Fahrenheit 451
--next on the list: Don Quixote
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But, then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, to not love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy, then, is to suffer, but, suffering makes one unhappy; therefore to be unhappy, one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness.
--Woody Allen
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ladama23"Oh, I remember... Listen, don't hate me because I can't remember some person immediately. Especially when they look like everybody else, and talk and dress and act like everybody else." Franny made her voice stop. It sounded to her cavilling and bitchy, and she felt a wave of self-hatred that, quite literally, made her forehead begin to perspire again. But her voice picked up again, in spite of herself. "I don't mean there's anything horrible about him or anything like that. It's just that for four solid years I've kept seeing Wally Campbells wherever I go. I know when they're going to be charming, I know when they're going to ask me what I did over the summer, I know when they're going to pull up a chair and straddle it backward and start bragging in a terribly, terribly quiet voice--or name-dropping in a terribly quiet, casual voice. There's an unwritten law that people in a certain social or financial bracket can name-drop as much as they like just as long as they say something terribly disparaging about the person as soon as they've dropped his name--that he's a bastard or a nymphomaniac or takes dope all the time, or something horrible." She broke off again. She was quiet for a moment, turning the ashtray in her fingers and being careful not to look up and see Lane's expression. "I'm sorry," she said. "It isn't just Wally Campbell. I'm just picking on him because you mentioned him. And because he just looks like somebody that spent the summer in Italy, or someplace."
"He was in France last summer, for your information," Lane stated. "I know what you mean," he added quickly, "but you're being.."
"All right," Franny said wearily. "France." She took a cigarette out of the pack on the table. "It isn't just Wally. It could be girl, for goodness' sake. I mean if he were a girl--somebody in my dorm, for example--he'd have been painting scenery in some stock company all summer. Or bicycled through Wales. Or taken an apartment in New York and worked for a magazine or an advertising company. It's everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so--I don't know--not wrong, or mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and--sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you're conforming just as much as everybody else, only in a different way."
--Franny and Zooey
"I'm not afraid to compete. It's just the opposite. Don't you see that? I'm afraid that I will compete--that's what scares me. That's why I quit the Theatre Department. Just because I'm so horribly conditioned to accept everybody else's values, and just because I like applause and people to rave about me, doesn't make it right. I'm ashamed of it. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash."
--Franny and Zooey
"All to often we think of theatre as mere entertainment. This is the view of the arts that political leaders have encouraged since the time of the Roman emperors, for it tens to favor the status quo. But theatre as we know it came from the Greeks who saw theatre not as a way to keep people distracted, not on the contrary, to develop their thinking and raise their sights."
--Jack O'Brien
Reading:
--current books: Hamlet; Madame Bovary (again); The Complete Short Stories of Mark Twain
--recently finished: Daisy Miller; Man's Search for Meaning; Fahrenheit 451
--next on the list: Don Quixote
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