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important words from steven pinker
May. 6th, 2006 06:14 pmA reason for doing something does not make it an excuse.
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Apr. 29th, 2006 08:53 pm"I mean the whole thing goes back to the theory about: is it better to tell people when they're doing stupid shit, or to just let them do stupid shit? And in fact, is it better to tell them just so they know, or to actually beat them till they stop being stupid? I just don't know."
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Sep. 21st, 2005 11:30 amMarge: Homer, when are you going to give up this crazy sugar scheme?
Homer: Never, Marge. Never. I can't live the button-down life like you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles. Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with my cocky stride and musky odors -- oh, I'll never be the darling of the so-called "City Fathers" who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards, and talk about "What's to be done with this Homer Simpson?"
Homer: Never, Marge. Never. I can't live the button-down life like you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles. Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with my cocky stride and musky odors -- oh, I'll never be the darling of the so-called "City Fathers" who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards, and talk about "What's to be done with this Homer Simpson?"
i lurve spider [jerusalem]
Sep. 14th, 2005 08:26 pm"Did you ever want to set someone's head on fire, just to see what it looked like?
Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss?
Did you ever lay out plans for stiching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore?
If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes."
-- warren ellis, transmetropolitan
Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss?
Did you ever lay out plans for stiching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore?
If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes."
-- warren ellis, transmetropolitan
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Jan. 30th, 2003 02:21 pmKaraoke last night was ok. I still feel the cough at times, and it doesn't make me want to practice singing so much. Anyway I woke up disgustingly early because I had to go to the bathroom. Tricky to get back to sleep after that. But finally I did. When I woke up again I still felt shitty, so I just watched the director commentary on American Pie. Not because it was insightful or anything, but because in the GQ I read yesterday, the Weitz brothers were in a photo shoot. And one of them is fairly cute, and also did About A Boy, which is a great film. I may just have to buy it today.
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Great quote on writing:
"Reading [my own writing] does not mean anything to me... what matters to me is the writing, the act of manufacturing the novel, becuase while I am doing it, at that particular moment, I am in the world I'm writing about. It is real to me, compeltely and utterly. Then, when I'm finished, and have to stop, withdraw from that world forever - that destroys me. The men and women have ceased talking. They no longer move... My friends are dead."
-- PKD.
Now I've only written one novel, but I know exactly what he means. Even stories sometimes do that.
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Great quote on writing:
"Reading [my own writing] does not mean anything to me... what matters to me is the writing, the act of manufacturing the novel, becuase while I am doing it, at that particular moment, I am in the world I'm writing about. It is real to me, compeltely and utterly. Then, when I'm finished, and have to stop, withdraw from that world forever - that destroys me. The men and women have ceased talking. They no longer move... My friends are dead."
-- PKD.
Now I've only written one novel, but I know exactly what he means. Even stories sometimes do that.
