"In a world where everyone insists they're right. Most often, everyone would've been wrong."
"Society has taught you a lot but there are also a number of things that Society hasn't taught you."
"In a society whereby one does not fit in. The alien will fend for itself for its survival and thus appear to be selfish. It is merely trying to survive in a world that is not relevant to it anymore."
The world is a sick place. I'm clinging on to the 10% that is worth living maybe. I feel that 10% may be plenty enough a reason to continue living though. Or is it not?
Thursday, July 08, 2010
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
The Art Of Graham Swift
Been reading some of Swift's short stories and novels. He is able to bring forth and define with care, that which is difficult to describe, the encounters between humans, and the meeting of human and nature. The significance of a feeling such as Guilt was explored in the short story Hotel. Guilt is almost always accompanied by Pleasure, a hint of Happiness.
"It seems to me that there can scarcely be anyone walking the earth who doesn't carry with him some measure of guilt; and that guilt is always the sign of some forbidden happiness. Somewhere inside everybody's guilt is joy, and somewhere within everybody's unhappy, guilt-ridden face is happiness. Perhaps there's no way out of this. And yet there must be someone who will try to understand our guilt and not blame it; there must be places where we can go where our secret wishes can be uttered and our forbidden dreams catered for. There must, in a word, be care."
The short story, Hoffmeier's Antelope, is the character study of a Uncle Walter who had inherited some nearly-extinct species of antelope. It all came down to a rather bizarre ending, with a hint of comedy. Uncle Walter 'eloped' with the lone female antelope which may be the last of its kind on earth. It painted very well the character that is Uncle Walter though.
"I went up to Uncle Walter's room. I knocked on his door (which he would often keep locked), then opened it. There were the books scattered on the floor, the fetid remnants of raw vegetables, the shredded portion of his wife . . . But Uncle Walter - I had known this already - was gone."
"It seems to me that there can scarcely be anyone walking the earth who doesn't carry with him some measure of guilt; and that guilt is always the sign of some forbidden happiness. Somewhere inside everybody's guilt is joy, and somewhere within everybody's unhappy, guilt-ridden face is happiness. Perhaps there's no way out of this. And yet there must be someone who will try to understand our guilt and not blame it; there must be places where we can go where our secret wishes can be uttered and our forbidden dreams catered for. There must, in a word, be care."
The short story, Hoffmeier's Antelope, is the character study of a Uncle Walter who had inherited some nearly-extinct species of antelope. It all came down to a rather bizarre ending, with a hint of comedy. Uncle Walter 'eloped' with the lone female antelope which may be the last of its kind on earth. It painted very well the character that is Uncle Walter though.
"I went up to Uncle Walter's room. I knocked on his door (which he would often keep locked), then opened it. There were the books scattered on the floor, the fetid remnants of raw vegetables, the shredded portion of his wife . . . But Uncle Walter - I had known this already - was gone."
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