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Yukio Mishima
“When a boyâ€� discovers that he is more given into introspection and consciousness of self than other boys his age, he easily falls into the error of believing it is because he is more mature than they. This was certainly a mistake in my case. Rather, it was because the other boys had no such need of understanding themselves as I had: they could be their natural selves, whereas I was to play a part, a fact that would require considerable understanding and study. So it was not my maturity but my sense of uneasiness, my uncertainty that was forcing me to gain control over my consciousness. Because such consciousness was simply a steppingstone to aberration and my present thinking was nothing but uncertain and haphazard guesswork.”
Yukio Mishima, Confessions of a Mask

Madeline Miller
“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

Ocean Vuong
“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhá»�. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Có nhá»� meÌ£ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, Do you remember me?

I miss you more than I remember you.”
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

Patti Smith
“Why do we write? A chorus erupts.
Because we cannot simply live.”
Patti Smith, Devotion

Norm Macdonald
“A moth goes into a podiatrist’s office, and the podiatrist’s office says, “What seems to be the problem, moth?â€�

The moth says “What’s the problem? Where do I begin, man? I go to work for Gregory Illinivich, and all day long I work. Honestly doc, I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. I don’t even know if Gregory Illinivich knows. He only knows that he has power over me, and that seems to bring him happiness. But I don’t know, I wake up in a malaise, and I walk here and there� at night I…I sometimes wake up and I turn to some old lady in my bed that’s on my arm. A lady that I once loved, doc. I don’t know where to turn to. My youngest, Alexendria, she fell in the…in the cold of last year. The cold took her down, as it did many of us. And my other boy, and this is the hardest pill to swallow, doc. My other boy, Gregarro Ivinalititavitch� I no longer love him. As much as it pains me to say, when I look in his eyes, all I see is the same cowardice that I� that I catch when I take a glimpse of my own face in the mirror. If only I wasn’t such a coward, then perhaps…perhaps I could bring myself to reach over to that cocked and loaded gun that lays on the bedside behind me and end this hellish facade once and for all…Doc, sometimes I feel like a spider, even though I’m a moth, just barely hanging on to my web with an everlasting fire underneath me. I’m not feeling good. And so the doctor says, “Moth, man, you’re troubled. But you should be seeing a psychiatrist. Why on earth did you come here?�

And the moth says, “‘Cause the light was on.”
Norm Macdonald

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