the cds vanishes
A whopping 6,000 orders have been made for the “Sinfonietta” CD of Czech composer Leos Janacek in just one week after the release of “1Q84,” according to Sony Music Japan International Inc. The CD contains the version conducted by George Szell and performed by the Cleveland Orchestra — the same classical piece that the novel’s protagonist listens to.
The record company says it had shipped the same number of copies of the CD over the past 20 years since the album’s conversion into a CD in 1990 as following the release of “1Q84.”
Haruki Murakami
The role of writers, I believe, should be to create a story that can counter fundamentalism and certain kinds of mystique.
this is not a prophecy, just experience
this weekend, pastors in some churches, for lack of maturity, material and good manners, will inevitably make stupid comparisons between the glory of michael and the Glory of God.
Michael Jackson (1958-2009)
And no message could have
been any clearer
if you wanna make the world
a better place
take a look at yourself
then make the change
i could be like him in 20 years
in the afternoon, a solitary man made a rather uncommon request at the library.
he asked for a list of the winners of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.
he had to explain what the Pulitzer Prize was and while the librarian punched and crunched, he said to her:
i used to follow but i’ve lost touch since i started working.
the 70s had some great music, i thought.
eventually, he settled for just 3 books and when he had nothing left to say became what he was before, what i am always.
a solitary man.
i am one of them
Christopher J. Ferguson (via aldaily.com):
That is the root of the matter. Too many people have chosen to believe in what they wish to be true rather than in what is true.
it is
yesterday a boy-man entered the train, found a spot between 2 carriages, squatted down and mumbled to no one in particular:
this is a good place.
A Vindication of Love
Quotes from reviews of A Vindication of Love:
We have been pragmatic and pedestrian about our erotic lives for too long.
We inhabit a world in which every aspect of romance from meeting to mating has been streamlined, safety-checked, and emptied of spiritual consequence. We imagine that we live in an erotic culture of unprecedented opportunity when, in fact, we live in an erotic culture that is almost unendurably bland.
I looked for no marriage bond. I never sought anything in you but yourself.
Fuller’s failures are several times more sumptuous than other folks’ successes. And perhaps that is something we need to admit about failure: It can well be more sumptuous than success. . . . Somewhere in our collective unconscious we know — even now — that to have failed is to have lived.
With our cult of success we have all but obliterated the memory that in pain lies grandeur. If the soul is a garden, as Voltaire once suggested, a complete soul will never be spared bitter fruit. For every sweet plum there will be a toxic berry. For every cluster of roses there will be a tangle of thorns.
At its strongest and wildest and most authentic, love is a demon. It is a religion, a high-risk adventure, an act of heroism. Love is ecstasy and injury, transcendence and danger, altruism and excess. In many ways, it is divine madness — and was recognized exactly as that as early as the time of Plato.
MP for Pasir Ris-Punggol GRC vs. Nobody
Charles Chong (Member of Parliament for Pasir Ris-Punggol GRC):
‘When you ask Singaporean residents for feedback, they will complain that they have to wait more than 15 minutes for the bus. But when you ask new immigrants, they are happy that the bus comes in under 30 minutes.’
Isaiah Lim (Nobody):
‘When you ask Singaporean ministers for feedback, they will complain that their salaries are not enough, despite being “almost five times the average pay of the chief political executives” of other nations. But when you tell this to people everywhere, they say “what the fuck”.”
Anthony Yeo (1949 – 2009)
ST:
Singapore’s ‘father of counselling’ Anthony Yeo, who had leukaemia, died yesterday from complications…
He died at about 6pm, surrounded by friends and family.
He will be cremated tomorrow during a private ceremony and his ashes will be strewn in the sea.
As was his wish, there will be no wake. However, there will be a memorial service next month…
‘He was very radical in his views and one of the things I learnt from him was never to impose a framework or model of counselling on a person as everybody is different,’
incredible india
some guy asked Ali Akbar Khan:
How can you play music in India with all the tigers and snakes and monkeys you have to fight off?
the rape race
Time:
Some male animals might mount other males as a way of denying them access to the ladies. For instance, as the Journal of Natural History noted in 2006, male dung flies often must compete violently to impregnate females. In those situations, “the most sensible strategy for beating a competitor in the race to an arriving female would be to mount him and remain in situ for as long as possible.” Then, when the lady dung fly finally sails by, the aggressor male can pull himself out from the dominated male and — because he is on top — get above to the female faster.
how can I live forever
The children ask me, ‘How can I live forever, too?’ I tell them do what you love and love what you do. That’s the story on my life.
Ms. Hempel Chronicles by Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum
3 – …Adelaide is lovely on the inside, and soon the rest of her will catch up.
10 – That was what was so sad and difficult about teaching. Taking attendance, enforcing detention, making them love you, always seemed to come first. Often the period would end before any knowledge could be pursued, as as for her own commitment to intellectual inquiry? She was just too tired, most of the time.
11 – When you are in school, your talents are without number, and your promise is boundless. . . . But at a certain point, you begin to feel your talents dropping away . . . until one day you realize that you cannot think of a single thing you are wonderful at.
24 – …Ms. Hempel would berate her younger, student self: she never should have turned away from the dark and gleaming surfaces of the lab. She had chosen instead the squishy embrace of the humanities, where nothing was quantified and absolute and now she was paying for all those lovely, lazy years of sitting in circles and talking about novels.
55 – It made her happy that the person she was marrying would commit crimes in the same way as she would.
57 – Everything else seemed easy: the long correspondence, the breaking off with his girlfriend, the bringing together of their two libraries.
102 – When students look at history… they shouldn’t see their own faces; they should see something unfamiliar staring back at them. They should see something utterly strange.
164 – …some agreement was reached between their mother and solitude.
oh dear
A man who doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink and doesn’t take women to bed is a dead man.
Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane
34 – There’s always a she. Isn’t there?
41 – …a few white guys with deadened faces, as if they hadn’t been fed enough as babies, had remained stunted and annoyed ever since.
155 – I am the way… I am the light. And I will not bake your fucking pies.
easy peasy lemon squeezy
The best remedy for the stormy sky is a curtain…
goals for an underachiever
Gene Weingarten via aldaily:
Some years ago, The Washington Post invited readers to come up with a midlife list of goals for an underachiever. The first-runner-up prize went to: “Win the admiration of my dog.”
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