They say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true, and I've seen him so many times.
Maybe this is just me, but as time goes by, I'm more bewildered by modernity. It gets more unfathomable with every passing year.
People will kill you over time, and how they'll kill you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like 'be realistic. '
You're talking to a modern, nice, affable German person and they're saying to you something like 'You know, vell, it's a critical time now for Germany within Europe, also globally, economically ve are pretty good, ve have been better. But ve are very vibrant in the theater and arts. . . ' and all the time you'll be listening to this, you're thinking Mmm, yeah, mmm. . . Hitler, Hitler, Hitler, Hitler, Hitler.
You've a very important, early decision to make in your life: are you going to be alone, or are you going to be with somebody else? Are you going to be sane, or not lonely? A couple is a strange thing; it's an organism that's half as intelligent as the most intelligent member. And you both know who it is.
Everybody does that now. We all take pics. . . you do the same with holiday photos. You record something to look back on it, even though you’re not really there when you’re taking the picture ‘cause you’re too busy recording it - so you retrospectively go to look back on where you weren’t and tell yourself you had a good time.
You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a conversation you don’t understand.
Because of our kinship in suffering, our channels of contact have always been charged with the language of the heart.
For Operation Desert Shield and Desert Storm, 267,300 reserve component service men and women were called to service.
Growing up, sports was my outlet, my way to portray a personality. I was very shy around people but, through sports, something I was good at, I was able to make friends.
I'm a child in that respect: able to live, physically speaking, on a crumb of anticipation for weeks at a time, but always in danger of crushing the waited-for event with the freight of my excessive hope.