January 2010
32 posts
-“Yes, sir. I know it is. I know it.”
Game, my ass. Some game. If you get on the side where all the hot-shots are, then it’s a game, all right-I’ll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren’t any hot-shots, then what’s a game about it? Nothing. No game.” —J. D. Salinger, The Catcher In the Rye, 2.
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out: “Who killed the Kennedys?”
When after all it was you and me.” —The Rolling Stones, Sympathy For the Devil, 1968.
fatti non foste a viver come bruti
ma per seguir virtute e canoscenza.” —Dante Alighieri, Divina Commedia, Inferno XXVI vv. 118-120
del suo nemico, e sé non tanto offeso.
Ne gode e superbisce. Oh nostra folle
mente ch’ogn’aura di fortuna estolle!
Misero, di che godi? oh quanto mesti
fiano i trionfi ed infelice il vanto!
Gli occhi tuoi pagheran (se in vita resti)
di quel sangue ogni stilla un mar di pianto.” —Torquato Tasso, Gerusalemme Liberata, XII
I’m lost in the darkness of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he’s sure of” —Bruce Springsteen, Brilliant Disguise, 1987.
Well It’s Saturday night
you’re all dressed up in blue
I been watching you awhile
maybe you been watching me too
So somebody ran out
left somebody’s heart in a mess
Well if you’re looking for love
honey I’m tougher than the rest
Some girls they want a handsome Dan
or some good-lookin’ Joe on their arm
Some girls like a sweet-talkin’ Romeo
Well ‘round here baby
I learned you get what you can get
So if you’re rough enough for love
honey I’m tougher than the rest
The road is dark
and it’s a thin thin line
But I want you to know I’ll walk it for you any time
Maybe your other boyfriends
couldn’t pass the test
Well if you’re rough and ready for love
honey I’m tougher than the rest
Well it ain’t no secret
I’ve been around a time or two
Well I don’t know baby maybe you’ve been around too
Well there’s another dance
all you gotta do is say yes
And if you’re rough and ready for love
honey I’m tougher than the rest
If you’re rough enough for love
baby I’m tougher than the rest
I remember one saying to me: “When God made the model for the white man, he used fine white earth, and then so astonished at the beauty of what he had made he forgot to put a heart in it. That is why when you talk to a white man, you have to talk to his head - there is nothing else you can talk to…”.” —Doris Lessing in Introduction to Nine African Stories, 1968