Nishanth

“The problem in this world is that we have poetry but insist on living in prose.”
― J.M. Campos, The Wall And The Abyss

“He's tried to explain this a couple of times to a few of his buddies after about five beers. Like listen, listen. Imagine you live in this country, right? And there's a brutal war, and you witness and maybe participate in a horrific amount of violence, and you lose absolutely everyone you care about. Then you end up in this other country, where the culture and ways of doing things are completely foreign to you, and random assholes make fun of you for how you dress and act and talk while you're still coming to grips with the fact that everyone you love is gone and you can never go home again. Meanwhile, everyone around you is like "smile, motherfucker, you're in the Land of Plenty now, where there's a Starbucks on every corner and 500 channels on TV. You should be grateful! Why aren't you acting more grateful?" So you have to pretend to be grateful while you're dying inside. Sound like an traumatized, orphaned refugee? Also sounds like Steve fucking Rogers, Captain Goddamn America. Except that most refugees were part of a community of other people who were going through the same thing. Steve is all alone, the last damn unicorn, if the last unicorn had horrible screaming nightmares about the time when it helped to liberate Buchenwald.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)

“Time is a thief. It steals our memory, our hopes, and our strength, leaving only the sense there’s never enough of it.”
― Clive Cussler, The Solomon Curse

“Take away the clothes of the greatest living man, his father once told him, and you behold a very embarrassed, naked and defenseless animal.”
― Clive Cussler, Iceberg