April 5th, 2008

blue rajah

I'm in the mood to share quotations tonight...

"It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally evil, but by people being fundamentally people."
-Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, Good Omens

Man is a credulous animal, and must believe something; in the absence of good grounds for belief, he will be satisfied with bad ones.
-Bertrand Russell

I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.
-Joseph Baretti

Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.
-Elbert Hubbard

God made mud,
God got lonesome,
So God said to some of the mud, "Sit up!",
"See all I've made," said God, "the hills, the sea, the sky, the stars."
And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around.
Lucky me, lucky mud.
I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done.
Nice going, God!
Nobody but You could have done it, God! I certainly couldn't have.
I feel very unimportant compared to You.
The only way that I can feel the least bit important is to think
of all the mud that didn't even get to sit up and look around.
I got so much, and most mud got so little.
Thank you for the honour!
Now mud lies down again and goes to sleep.
What memories for mud to have!
What interesting other kinds of sitting-up mud I met!
I loved everything I saw!
Good night.
-Last Rites of the Bokonon Faith, Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

I have too much respect for the idea of God to make it responsible for such an absurd world.
-Georges Duhamel

Dance like it hurts,
Love like you need money,
Work when people are watching.
-Scott Adams, The Way of the Weasel
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churlishness and death

In about three weeks, I'll be heading to Chicago for a memorial service for a man that was very disappointed in me.

Jack Trahey was one of my professors at Loyola, and was the director of the first show I did...a pair of one act plays by Moliere that we turned into musicals (I still remember some of the songs, how scary is that?). he was also my Dramatic Literature teacher, and I did not do well in his class. Part of it was the depression, and how hard it was just to get up and do anything that wasn't what I wanted to do...and I'll admit, I used that depression as a crutch, and as a scapegoat, and while I realize now that I let myself down, I think I knew then how much I was letting other people down. I just pretended it didn't matter.

Jack really went above and beyond to try to help me, and all I gave him was attitude and grief and a lackluster attempt to attend class. I wish I could go back and kick my younger self in the ass about a great many things, but this is up there. Had I done then what I should have been doing, I'd have my degree. I'd be, if not richer, or more successful, at least more fulfilled. I'd probably still be in Chicago. And I'd be a better person.

Jack died on January 16th. It's too late now for me to apologize. But it's not too late to do what I know that I should.
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