"You're a pestering parasite. If I had my way you'd be got rid of. You're mad and you're violent, and I strongly resent finding you slightly pleasant."
"Now, no poetics, Tyson. Blow your nose and avoid lechery."
and one more--
"I am interested in my feelings. I seem to wish to have some importance in the play of time. If not, then sad was my mother's pain, my breath, my bones, my web of nerves, my wondering brain, to be shaped and quickened with such anticipation only to feed the swamp of space. What is deep, as love is deep, I'll have deeply. What is good, as love is good, I'll have well. Then if time and space have any purpose, I shall belong to it. If not, if all is a pretty fiction to distract the cherubim and seraphim who so continually do cry, the least I can do is to fill the curled shell of the world with human deep-sea sound, and hold it to the ear of God, until he has appetite to taste our salt sorrow on his lips. And so you see it might be better to die. Though, on the other hand, I admit it might be immensely foolish."
*prying my fingers away from battered script, now*
I'm really fascinated by names.
The pemberley.com mods ask that people use their real first names, believing it creates a warmer, more civilized atmosphere. I did, and they're probably right (though Janeites aren't known for their hooliganism, anyway). Even if you have a completely common, untraceable name, it's one less wall; there's a desire to keep it unsullied. Not that I'm terribly secretive about either my real name online, or my pseud in real life. Hell, on the phone last night, my dad said, "I found your Christmas list on your site; thanks," and I said, "Oh, did you see the gay vampire porn, too?" But I digress... The pemberley downside is that it's enormous fun to see what people choose for themselves, and have threads like this to find out why.
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Don't tempt me to tempt you with quotations.
"You're a pestering parasite. If I had my way you'd be got rid of. You're mad and you're violent, and I strongly resent finding you slightly pleasant."
"Now, no poetics, Tyson. Blow your nose and avoid lechery."
and one more--
"I am interested in my feelings. I seem to wish to have some importance in the play of time. If not, then sad was my mother's pain, my breath, my bones, my web of nerves, my wondering brain, to be shaped and quickened with such anticipation only to feed the swamp of space. What is deep, as love is deep, I'll have deeply. What is good, as love is good, I'll have well. Then if time and space have any purpose, I shall belong to it. If not, if all is a pretty fiction to distract the cherubim and seraphim who so continually do cry, the least I can do is to fill the curled shell of the world with human deep-sea sound, and hold it to the ear of God, until he has appetite to taste our salt sorrow on his lips. And so you see it might be better to die. Though, on the other hand, I admit it might be immensely foolish."
*prying my fingers away from battered script, now*
I'm really fascinated by names.
The pemberley.com mods ask that people use their real first names, believing it creates a warmer, more civilized atmosphere. I did, and they're probably right (though Janeites aren't known for their hooliganism, anyway). Even if you have a completely common, untraceable name, it's one less wall; there's a desire to keep it unsullied. Not that I'm terribly secretive about either my real name online, or my pseud in real life. Hell, on the phone last night, my dad said, "I found your Christmas list on your site; thanks," and I said, "Oh, did you see the gay vampire porn, too?" But I digress... The pemberley downside is that it's enormous fun to see what people choose for themselves, and have threads like this to find out why.