Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Lover cum Tyrant

"A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover, but will sooner or later find a tyrant."

~Lord Byron

This is so true .... i wonder why!

Saturday, December 6, 2008

"I am not young enough to know everything"

Sean: A Psychiatrist
Will: A kid who thinks he knows everything and doesnt need therapy.

Sean: Thought about what you said to me the other day, about my painting. Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me... fell into a deep peaceful sleep, and haven't thought about you since. Do you know what occurred to me?

Will: No.

Sean: You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talkin' about.

Will: Why thank you.

Sean: It's all right. You've never been out of Boston.

Will: Nope.

Sean: So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right?

Will: [nods].

Sean: You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

~Another scene from Good Will Hunting.
Source: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119217/quotes

Monday, November 3, 2008

Intelligence Directly Proportional to Pain

"Nature shows that with the growth of intelligence comes increased capacity for pain, and it is only with the highest degree of intelligence that suffering reaches its supreme point."

~Arthur Schopenhauer
About Arthur Schopenhauer

Friday, October 24, 2008

You Made Me ...

You made me fall. Fall on my knees that I now kneel closer to the ground.

You made me gasp. Gasp so that I now know how to live with my breath on hold.

You made me desiccate. Desiccate so bad that my eyes are free of tears now.

You made me steady. Steady that I keep moving now even when i get nowhere.

You made me submit. Submit and let go of myself.

You made me get chocolate. Get chocolate for every person I know, almost everyday of my life.

You made me love. Love every other creature so that my love for you seems justified.

You made me dream. Dream every night to live it enough with you to learn to unlive it all.

You broke me. Broke me so many times that i gather myself everyday now.

You made it easy. Easy to say "I love you".