January 2012
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“I suppose the story of my life is a search for love, but more than that, I have been looking for a way to repair myself from the damages I suffered early on and to define my obligation, if I had any, to myself and my species.”
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“…Further, accentuating all these difficulties and making them harder to bear is the world’s notorious indifference. It does not ask people to write poems and novels and histories; it does not need them.”
— virginia woolf
“I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars was shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die; and the wind was trying to whisper something to me and I couldn’t make out what it was, and so it made the cold shivers run over me. Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that’s on its mind and can’t make itself understood, and so can’t rest easy in its grave and has to go about that way every night grieving. I got so down-hearted and scared, I did wish I had some company.”
— the adventures of huckleberry finn
Literary Friendships We Can Learn From →
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Whether you’re a writer yourself, a college student, or just love learning about literature, take a look at these great bookish bromances for some lessons on how to be a good friend to your nearest and dearest in life.
- Choose your friends carefully — they may not always respect you as you do them.
- True friendships are born out of mutual respect and a desire to see the other succeed, even when you’re both competing in the same field.
- Sometimes it’s better to forgive and forget than to try and win an argument– especially if it is pretty trivial in the grand scheme of things.
- The right friendships can inspire you to be better (whether creatively or personally) than you would have been on your own.
- No matter how long it’s been, it’s never too late to mend a broken friendship.
- The best things in life are better when shared with a friend.
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“Will you love me in December as you do in May?”
— jack kerouac, The Town and the City
Jamesetta Hawkins
I remember going into my grandmother’s room when I was younger to dig through her record collection; we would blast the first Etta James album I could find. As we played Chinese Checkers, my grandmother’s beautiful voice would resonate in the room. We would eventually stop our game and become a soulful duo. My grandmother’s voice and my fingers gently playing the piano.
The times we had, the laughs we shared.
You, me, & Etta.
I’ve never been one to mourn a celebrity’s death, but this one was family.
