TTS 017. - Quotes
TEN quotes that exemplify you as a person and why.
1. Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember. Oscar Levant. At the time that I was my happiest, I didn't realize it at the time. Like going to the ice cream shop, and harrassing the Professor's wife. It was only afterwards that I realized .. holy shit - that was groovy.
2. No one gossips about other people's secret virtues. Bertrand Russell. When people talk about me, they don't talk about all of the good things I've done in my life. Not that there've been a lot, but .. you wonder why I don't do good things if no one even fucking remembers them, huh? Makes more sense. Just be fucked up and derranged. You're infamous that way.
3. The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next. Ursula K. LeGuin. Each fucking day of my life. Except, of course, for the ever-faithful realization that McLean will always be there.
4. Nothing ever goes away. Barry Commoner. I want to add, "Including people" onto the end of this one.
5. I don't generally feel anything until noon; then it's time for my nap. Bob Hope. Every single day at McLean.
6. There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun. Sir Thomas Browne. Self-explanatory.
7. The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side. Scott Westerfeld. I think the hate started over-taking love.
8. The free expression of the hopes and aspirations of a people is the greatest and only safety in a sane society. Emma Goldman. Try to tell that to the fucking man. Then again, we're not in a sane society. The world is as fucked up as they come. Fucking 'Nam.
9. We don't know a millionth of one percent about anything. Thomas A. Edison. Maybe the fuckers who run McLean should listen to Edison more often.
10. From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell? Edvard Munch. My life.
Character l Lisa Rowe
Fandom l Girl, Interrupted
1. Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember. Oscar Levant. At the time that I was my happiest, I didn't realize it at the time. Like going to the ice cream shop, and harrassing the Professor's wife. It was only afterwards that I realized .. holy shit - that was groovy.
2. No one gossips about other people's secret virtues. Bertrand Russell. When people talk about me, they don't talk about all of the good things I've done in my life. Not that there've been a lot, but .. you wonder why I don't do good things if no one even fucking remembers them, huh? Makes more sense. Just be fucked up and derranged. You're infamous that way.
3. The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next. Ursula K. LeGuin. Each fucking day of my life. Except, of course, for the ever-faithful realization that McLean will always be there.
4. Nothing ever goes away. Barry Commoner. I want to add, "Including people" onto the end of this one.
5. I don't generally feel anything until noon; then it's time for my nap. Bob Hope. Every single day at McLean.
6. There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun. Sir Thomas Browne. Self-explanatory.
7. The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side. Scott Westerfeld. I think the hate started over-taking love.
8. The free expression of the hopes and aspirations of a people is the greatest and only safety in a sane society. Emma Goldman. Try to tell that to the fucking man. Then again, we're not in a sane society. The world is as fucked up as they come. Fucking 'Nam.
9. We don't know a millionth of one percent about anything. Thomas A. Edison. Maybe the fuckers who run McLean should listen to Edison more often.
10. From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell? Edvard Munch. My life.
Character l Lisa Rowe
Fandom l Girl, Interrupted