Some quotage. And some ramblage.
Thought of the incomprehensible sequence of changes and chances that make up a life, all the beauties and horrors and absurdities whose conjunctions create the uninterpretable and yet divinely significant pattern of human destiny.
and
"Floating at the same time on that other surface between here and far away, between then and now," And between remembered happiness, she was thinking, and this insistent, excruciating presence of an absence. "Floating,' she said aloud, "on the surface between the real and the imagined, between what comes to us from the outside, and what comes to use from within, from deep, deep down in here." She laid her hand on his forehead.
and
The physique of a Messiah. But too clever to believe in God or be convinced of his own mission. And too sensitive, even if he were convinced, to carry it out. His muscles would like to act and his feelings would like to believe; but his nerve endings and his cleverness won't allow it.
- Aldous Huxley, Island
Currently reading for Ontd_Lost_Reads . Can you believe I've never read any Huxley before?? Kind of in love. Also, finished Walker Percy's Lancelot (sick and twisted and brilliant and skdfjdkljf!!) and am stuck in the middle of Kierkegaard's Fear and Trembling for my personal LOST reading project, where I just choose books based on what seem interesting. And I have to read a CS Lewis book I haven't started yet but looks like a one-nighter for my LOST book club that meets in real life. So, seriously, I'm moving through the list pretty quickly. Despite having 200 pages of reading due for journalism by Monday, but I'm totally keeping up with that. Whatever. Books are my life. If I ever get married, I'm registering at Barnes and Noble. For serious. I think I shall attempt Watership Down next for the mere reason that I'm dreading it, based on the fact that I tried to read it when I was eight, because I saw it among my parents' books and there was a fucking bunny on the cover and I was like "Oh wow! This is going to be an awesome story all about bunnies!" and then I read a good chunk of it and was WTF, this is the most boring bunny adventure story EVER. I think all the social commentary pretty much went over my tiny head and I went back to reading, like, the Bunnicula books/ Vampire bunny, who can go wrong? I still have The Celery Stalks At Midnight in my room somewhere. And like...Sleepover Friends or whatever the fuck else I read back then. Oh, that sounds porny!
Also, I think I want to be a copy editor. So far, that's been my favorite thing about my journalism class - those exercises where you go through sentences and correct grammar and move the words around to make sentences that are more clear and double check the math on statistics related such. I was copy editor for my high school yearbook, although that was somewhat different. And I know it's funny because on lj I just kind of ramble and think grammar doesn't really apply to me, and am often fairly incoherent. But i can write well when I care??