You and all your nonsense

the best game is chase. all around the house, around the table, from room to room, around the dining chairs while the television drones on about the latest paradises, coups, rebellions, and beauty contests, and the dollar and the stock exchange, and look at us - see how we are chasing each other paying no attention to you and all your nonsense.

- Orhan Pamuk on playing chase with little daughter Riya

On poetry

As I read the most intriguing poem that I have come across yet, what the poet had to say about poetry rang very true:

since feeling is first,
who pays any attention to the syntax of things,
will never wholly kiss you.


The poem - Loneliness, a leaf falls by, e. e cummings

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This is a poem that needs to be seen to fully experience the imagery it captures with so little.

Genius.

Kasab

...A pawn in their game

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game.

...when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain:
Only a pawn in their game.

-Dylan

Shy Guy

do your busyness mister, said the whore,
offering to make him - a man whole.

Explains it all...

"Madness is rare in individuals—but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule."

- Friedrich Nietzsche

Vanity Inanity

Beautiful, you don't look like you think of,
the time when all the admirers,
all the admirers, honey,
are gone.

High class and useless

'It's obvious, that you're high-class and useless.'

- Josefina Bórquez an impoverished mexican woman to Elena Poniatowska, writer, on noticing Elena's utter inability to take Josefina's hens for a walk.