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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

— Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid

“She laughed and danced with the 
thought of death in her heart.”

“Cheer up, sweet, beautiful girl. You’re going to be fine…”

I Have Dreamed of You so Much

I Have Dreamed of You so Much
by Robert Desnos
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real.
Is there still time for me to reach your breathing body, to kiss your mouth and make
your dear voice come alive again?

I have dreamed of you so much that my arms, grown used to being crossed on my
chest as I hugged your shadow, would perhaps not bend to the shape of your body.
For faced with the real form of what has haunted me and governed me for so many
days and years, I would surely become a shadow.

O scales of feeling.

I have dreamed of you so much that surely there is no more time for me to wake up.
I sleep on my feet prey to all the forms of life and love, and you, the only one who
counts for me today, I can no more touch your face and lips than touch the lips and
face of some passerby.

I have dreamed of you so much, have walked so much, talked so much, slept so much
with your phantom, that perhaps the only thing left for me is to become a phantom
among phantoms, a shadow a hundred times more shadow than the shadow the
moves and goes on moving, brightly, over the sundial of your life.

Forever Friends

Forever Friends
by Author Unknown
you're my friend and that is true,
but the gift was given from me to you.
we went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
you suported me when i was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,

its really sad that it had to be this way,

but it has reached its very last day.
miles away can't keep us apart,
'cause you'll always be in my heart.

~May Sarton

"I feel more alive when I'm writing than I do at any other time--except maybe when I'm making love."

— What People Really Look Like

“I’ve been a massage therapist for many years, now. I know what people look like. People have been undressing for me for a long time. I know what you look like: a glance at you, and I can picture pretty well what you’d look like on my table.
Let’s start here with what nobody looks like: nobody looks like the people in magazines or movies. Not even models. Nobody. Lean people have a kind of rawboned, unfinished look about them that is very appealing. But they don’t have plump round breasts and plump round asses. You have plump round breasts and a plump round ass, you have a plump round belly and plump round thighs as well. That’s how it works. And that’s very appealing too.

Woman have cellulite. All of them. It’s dimply and cute. It’s not a defect. It’s not a health problem. It’s the natural consequence of not consisting of photoshopped pixels, and not having emerged from an airbrush.

Men have silly buttocks. Well, if most of your clients are women, anyway. You come to male buttocks and you say — what, this is it? They’re kind of scrawny and the tissue is jumpy because it’s unpadded; you have to dial back the pressure, or they’ll yelp.

Adults sag. It doesn’t matter how fit they are. Every decade, an adult sags a little more. All of the tissue hangs a little looser. They wrinkle, too. I don’t know who put about the rumor that just old people wrinkle. You start wrinkling when you start sagging, as soon as you’re all grown up, and the process goes its merry way as long as you live. Which is hopefully a long, long time, right?

Everybody on a massage table is beautiful. There are really no exceptions to this rule. At that first long sigh, at that first thought that “I can stop hanging on now, I’m safe” – a luminosity, a glow, begins. Within a few minutes the whole body is radiant with it. It suffuses the room: it suffuses the massage therapist too. People talk about massage therapists being caretakers, and I suppose we are: we like to look after people, and we’re easily moved to tenderness. But to let you in on a secret: I’m in it for the glow.

I’ll tell you what people look like, really: they look like flames. Or like the stars, on a clear night in the wilderness.”

— Unknown

“If I cut you off, chances are, you handed me the scissors.”

Nothing is more beautiful than a confident girl who doesn’t pretend to be something she’s not. A girl who is down to earth and lets no guy define who she is.

Monologue from The Depths

Felicity Sophomore Year
Monologue from The Depths

Setting: a stopped subway train underneath New York City. Felicity and Julie have been fighting because Felicity "stole" Julie's recent ex-boyfriend Ben, and Julie wrote an angry song in response. An old man stands up to deliver the final contribution to the contentious discussion.
The way I see it, you two best friends were never best friends to begin with.
(Felicity: Actually, sir, I really think we were.)
If I'm understanding right, and I think I'm understanding right, you two met when you were both seriously lonely, maybe a little desperate, when you both needed a best friend. You shared a few things together, started to refer to each other as "best". But that was premature, wasn't it? 'Cause what you had never really earned that title. I had a best friend for 63 years ... played in the minors together ... went to war together ... 63 years. And here's the fact. You can't get a best friend. Best friends become. They don't happen in a meeting or a year or two. It's a package deal: friendship, only as valuable as what you put in or come through. Judging something like that after one year, even if you got all the facts, that's like looking for the final score before you've seen the second inning. I don't think you two were best friends to begin with. 
One of two things is going to happen. You're either going to come through this on your way to becoming the kind of friends you thought you were, or you'll become memories, memories that will fade.

the people you want to meet.

“Life doesn’t always introduce you to the people you want to meet. Sometimes life puts you in touch with
 the people you need to meet–- to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you, and to gradually
 strengthen you into the person you were meant to become.”