But let's just say, I'm Irish. I grew up in the 1950s. Religion had a very tight iron fist.
I believe one has to escape oneself to discover oneself.
I wonder whether there is such a thing as a sense of individuality. Is it all a facade, covering a deep need to belong? Are we simply pack animals desperately trying to pretend we are not?
. . . What happens is of little significance compared with the stories we tell ourselves about what happens. Events matter little, only stories of events affect us.
I think in Arabic at times, but when I'm writing it's all in English. And I don't try to make my English sound more Arabic, because it would be phony - I'm imagining Melanie Griffith trying to do a German accent in Shining Through. It just wouldn't work. But the language in my head is a specific kind of English. It's not exactly American, not exactly British. Because everything is filtered through me, through my experience. I'm Lebanese, but not that much. American, but not that much. Gay, but not that much. The only thing I'm sure of, really, is that I'm under 5'7".
Me? I was lost for long time. I didn’t make any friends for few years. You can say I made friends with two trees, two big trees in the middle of the school […]. I spent all my free time up in those trees. Everyone called me Tree Boy for the longest time. […]. I preferred trees to people. After that I preferred pigeons, but it was trees first.
I wonder if being sane means disregarding the chaos that is life, pretending only an infinitesimal segment of it is reality.
The greatest good is the knowledge of the union which the mind has with the whole nature.
I never thought I'd be on the cover of the 'Atlanta Journal' unless I killed someone.
Kids are absolutely starved for positive adult contact.
Splits just keep us where we are and we can't do that where we are. We don't wanna stay there. We wanna move. I'm sure Indiana is saying the same thing. . . . Every team in the Big Ten is going to say the same thing. That's the reality of it.