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"3 spinsters, 3 fate sisters. Clotho who pulls out the thread.Lachesis, who measures the thread and Atropos, who cuts it: The thread of our life."
BOAT, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July--
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear--
Long has paled that sunny sky;
Echoes fade and memories die;
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die;
Ever drifting down the stream--
Lingering in the golden gleam--
Life, what is it but a dream?
LIFE IS BUT A DREAM
by: Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)
""‘and what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversation?’...and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes."
"It was all very well to say ‘Drink me,’ but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. ‘No, I’ll look first,’ she said, ‘and see whether it’s marked “poison” or not’; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked ‘poison,’ it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later."
"Fairy tales we often think are aimed at children. Perhaps this is because children have not yet learned the cynicism attached to the recognition that all things end. "
"Children literature adopts a child-like viewpoint. Reduced knowledge, you don't worry about international affairs, you often don't worry about money, you often don't worry about sexuality, you have world, limited range of concerns and experience that one would expect in adult literature.
But in adults only literature children have a very limited range that they can function within, sort of the ways dogs can."
"So how are the fairy tales with their extreme violence get told?
Here's the grandmother, who is on her way to her end of life. She's telling the story to the child. That story scares the child. Why would the child like it? For the same reason that a child likes to be thrown into the air and caught, for the same reason that children love to be tickled, for the same reason that people get on to rollercoasters, for the same reason people go to horror movies: We're all going to die. Noone gets out of here alive. It's a scary world. Accidents happen, crazy things happen, bad people happen.
But your parent will catch you, the tickling will stop, the horror movie ends and you can go out for ice cream at the end and you get off the rollercoaster have a frankfurter and stagger over to the next ride in the park.
These experiences of pretend-fear give us faith that we can in fact function in the dangers of life. That's why the child gets a general compensation from the fairy tale.
But what's in it for the grandmother? The grandmother feels aggression, the grandmother knows that death is closer than it is for the child by far. There is...something attractive about tickling that kid until it screams, about pushing the swing a little bit higher. But it is your own child. And when you see that pretend half-belief terror, you become the hero by catching the child, by stopping the tickling, by giving the happy ending.
So we have two audiences for the fairy tale: We have the child audience motivated by the need to be able to deal with the difficulties in life and we have the adult audience of the fairy tale needing somehow to blunt the aggression that we feel in the face of youth, hopefulness and promise that the young have and we have already spent. They happen to ducktail perfectly."
"But, Lord love ye, miss, I ain’t afraid of dyin’, not a bit, only I don’t want to die if I can help it. My time must be nigh at hand now, for I be aud, and a hundred years is too much for any man to expect. And I’m so nigh it that the Aud Man is already whettin’ his scythe. But don’t ye dooal an’ greet, my deary!”— for he saw that I was crying —“if he should come this very night I’d not refuse to answer his call. For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’, and death be all that we can rightly depend on."
"We undressed and climbed in. She was 6 feet tall. I'd always had small women. It was strange - every place I reached seemed to be more woman."
"I was naturally a loner, content just to live with a woman, eat with her, sleep with her. I didn't want conversation, or to go anywhere except the racetrack or boxing matches. I didn't understand t.v. I felt foolish paying money to go into a movie theatre and sit with other people to share their emotions. Parties sickened me. I hated the game-playing, the dirty play, the flirting, the amateur drunks, the bores."
"I disliked weekends. Everybody was out on the streets. Everybody was playing Ping-Pong or mowing their lawn or polishing their car or going to the supermarket or the beach or to the park. Crowds everywhere. Monday was my favorite day. Everybody was back on the job and out of sight."
Son olarak alıntıyı bulmaya üşendim, ama 80 yaşında olup 18 yaşında bir kızı sikmek çok mantıklı.
Düzenli antremanın yararı, gündelik bir ego tatmini sağlayarak kendine güveni yenilemesi ve yaşam üzerinde kontrol sahibiymiş hissi vermesi. Spor izlemenin güzelliği ise kazanmayı her şeyden çok isteyen sporcularla özdeşleşerek onların duygularına ortak olmak.
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