Joe Hobson
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Dear Mr. You
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Time, that cold bastard, with its nearlys and untils. I think, what a shame. Time should weep for having spent me without you.
“Every time it’s the same. It’s easy to prove to myself that good pictures are elusive, but I can never quite believe they’re also inevitable. It would be a lot easier for me to believe they were if I also believed that they came as a result of my obvious talent, that I was extraordinary in some way. Artists go out of their way to reinforce the perception that good art is made by singular people, people with an exceptional gift. But I don’t believe I am that exceptional, so what is this that I’m making?”
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“Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place, but there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.”
― From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
― From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
“I cannot remember the books I've read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.”
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“A man seeks his own destiny and no other, said the judge. Will or nill. Any man who could discover his own fate and elect therefore some opposite course could only come at last to that selfsame reckoning at the same appointed time, for each man's destiny is as large as the world he inhabits and contains within it all opposites as well. This desert upon which so many have been broken is vast and calls for largeness of heart but it is also ultimately empty. It is hard, it is barren. Its very nature is stone
...The world goes on. We have dancing nightly and this night is no exception. The straight and the winding way are one and now that you are here what do the years count since last we two met together? Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.”
― Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West
...The world goes on. We have dancing nightly and this night is no exception. The straight and the winding way are one and now that you are here what do the years count since last we two met together? Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.”
― Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West
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