[jp] mr. magorium quote
"When King Lear dies in act five, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He's written....'He dies.' That's all. Nothing more. No fan fair. No metaphor. No brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is, 'He dies.' It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with 'He dies.' And yet every time I read those two words I find myself overwhelmed with disphorium. And I know it's only natural to be sad. But not because of the words 'He dies', but because of the life we saw prior to those words. I've lived a good, long life Mahoney. And I'm not asking you to be happy that I must go, I'm only asking that you turn the page. Continue reading. And let the next story begin. And, if anyone ever asks what became of me, you relate my life in all it's wonder....and end it with a simple, and modest,...'He died.'"
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“Who are you? Who are you, I don’t even know!”
Tommy shut his eyes with a heavy sigh, reaching up to rub his forehead in an effort to worry away the knot of emotion he could already feel forming between his eyebrows. He knew this was coming…to be honest, he didn’t think it would take this long, for the three paths to merge into a single destiny. He was strangely grateful for it.
It was a blessing, to have been able to remain Tommy Karras as long as he did.
“I’m the man who’s askin’ you to leave me in the ground if I die.” He replied quietly as he looked up from his place on the sofa. “It’s not an easy thing to ask, Mom, but it’s what I want.”
“I don’t want you talking like this!” Agatha Karras snapped, shaking her head. “This is madness, this is--”
“Necessary.” He replied, standing and walking over to her. “And I can’t ask Dad ‘cause you’re the one that’s good at making the hard calls. Mom…you’re right, you don’t know who I am. I stopped being Tommy Karras the second my powers manifested. I have to do this…Buried Alive, all of it. I have to reach out and touch the edge if I’m ever gonna get close enough to say goodbye to Zee…my heart, Mom. It doesn’t know she’s gone, and I can’t…I need…”
He trailed off as she embraced him then…his mother, who so rarely showed overt affection wrapping him in her arms like a mother should. It was oddly comforting, that it was her instead of Dad, the one who was always his refuge…
“If I die,” he whispered, “you leave me there in the ground. You take May, and you go to Tuscany to tell Zee and her uncle. You grieve, but you move on, and you take good care of everybody. Do you hear me?”
He felt her nod against his shoulder, and something inside of him eased. “Oh, Tommy…”
“Everything I am, everything I was? It falls to you if something happens to me. Promise me, Mom.”
There was a long pause, then a shaky sigh as she drew back to meet his gaze and nod again.
“I promise, baby…I may not be an avatar, but I’ll do my best.”
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 389
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“Who are you? Who are you, I don’t even know!”
Tommy shut his eyes with a heavy sigh, reaching up to rub his forehead in an effort to worry away the knot of emotion he could already feel forming between his eyebrows. He knew this was coming…to be honest, he didn’t think it would take this long, for the three paths to merge into a single destiny. He was strangely grateful for it.
It was a blessing, to have been able to remain Tommy Karras as long as he did.
“I’m the man who’s askin’ you to leave me in the ground if I die.” He replied quietly as he looked up from his place on the sofa. “It’s not an easy thing to ask, Mom, but it’s what I want.”
“I don’t want you talking like this!” Agatha Karras snapped, shaking her head. “This is madness, this is--”
“Necessary.” He replied, standing and walking over to her. “And I can’t ask Dad ‘cause you’re the one that’s good at making the hard calls. Mom…you’re right, you don’t know who I am. I stopped being Tommy Karras the second my powers manifested. I have to do this…Buried Alive, all of it. I have to reach out and touch the edge if I’m ever gonna get close enough to say goodbye to Zee…my heart, Mom. It doesn’t know she’s gone, and I can’t…I need…”
He trailed off as she embraced him then…his mother, who so rarely showed overt affection wrapping him in her arms like a mother should. It was oddly comforting, that it was her instead of Dad, the one who was always his refuge…
“If I die,” he whispered, “you leave me there in the ground. You take May, and you go to Tuscany to tell Zee and her uncle. You grieve, but you move on, and you take good care of everybody. Do you hear me?”
He felt her nod against his shoulder, and something inside of him eased. “Oh, Tommy…”
“Everything I am, everything I was? It falls to you if something happens to me. Promise me, Mom.”
There was a long pause, then a shaky sigh as she drew back to meet his gaze and nod again.
“I promise, baby…I may not be an avatar, but I’ll do my best.”
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 389