How dreary to be somebody, how public like a frog, to tell your name the livelong day, to an admiring bog...

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Stuff. Like, to read. As in, words.

I could write about what an awesome vegetative break I'm having, but because of extra-swift brain atrophy I'll just put out some quotes from books I've been reading lately. 

 "Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world," he said wisely one day,"but people don't know what it is like or how to make it. Perhaps the beginning is just to say nice things are going to happen until you make them happen...Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. ...I shall never stop making Magic. I'm well! I'm well! I feel- I feel as if I want to shout out something- something thankful, joyful!"

  "Tha' might sing th' Doxology,"...

"It is a very nice song," he said. "I like it. Perhaps it means just what I mean when I want to shout out that I am thankful to the Magic." He stopped and thought in a puzzled way. "Perhaps they are both the same thing. How can we know the exact names of everything? Sing it again, Dickon. Let us try, Mary. I want to sing, too. It's my song. How does it begin? 'Praise God from whom all blessings flow'?"

Pieces of speeches from Colin from The Secret Garden. I know its a longish section.

 "You all right? I was worried about you back on the bed there. Your eyes rolled up into your head and everything."

         "I suppose I was dying again, so I asked the Lord of Permanent Affection for the strength to live the day. Clearly, the answer came in the affirmative."

 "I didn't know there was such a Fellow," Buttercup said.

         "Neither did I, in truth, but if He didn't exist, I didn't much want to either."

A conversation between Wesley and Buttercup towards the end of The Princess Bride.


Hmm. Well, between that last sentence and this is quite a bit of time searching through Xenocide by Orson Scott Card for a section where one of his characters called Valentine says something about how because of good things that happen, even though she is not a 'believer' she is a 'suspecter' that there is someone out there. Maybe if I find it eventually I'll put it up. But Orson Card writes very well. Not that I agree with everything he says. Or most things he says, really. But I like that he uses intelligence. Most of the time.

And no, I don't agree with Colin either, but I do agree with Wesley.

My shoulders are sore.

I'm going to try and make chicken kiev tonight, whatever that is.

4 comments:

  1. How about you come here and make chicken kiev.

    Why are your shoulders sore?

    I had some Top Ramen today for lunch and now I feel like I'm going to barf.

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  2. Emily...I love your blog! And I love the way you write, you are so clever and I can't help but laugh:) Even better I can tell it just comes naturally to you and I appriciate that:) Bravo on your addition to the blogosphere!

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  3. what's chicken kiev???

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