Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Friday, 18 March 2011

Gods, gods! What did this woman need?



Follow me! Who told you that there is no true, faithful, eternal love in this world! May the liar's vile tongue be cut out! Follow me, and I will show you such a love!

Mikhail Bulgakov
The Master And Margaret

Tuesday, 25 January 2011

Stars and stars



"As suburban children we floated at night in swimming pools the temperature of blood; pools the color of Earth as seen from outer space. We would float and be naked—pretending to be embryos, pretending to be fetuses—all of us silent save for the hum of the pool filter. Our minds would be blank and our eyes closed as we floated in warm waters, the distinction between our bodies and our brains reduced to nothing—bathed in chlorine and lit by pure blue lights installed underneath diving boards. Sometimes we would join hands and form a ring like astronauts in space; sometimes when we felt more isolated in our fetal stupor we would bump into each other in the deep end, like twins with whom we didn’t even know we shared a womb. "




Sunday, 5 December 2010

My life in a desert


Mes gyvenam niekam i akis nekrintanti gyvenima periferijoje; mes atsidureme paribyje, ir yra daugybe dalyku, prie kuriu nusprendem neprisideti. Mes troskom tylos - ir gavom tyla. Atvaziavom cia nuseti zaizdu ir spuogu, musu zarnos buvo susimetusios i mazgus, mes manem, jog vargu ar kada nors galesim normaliai tustintis. Musu organizmai, prisigere kopijavimo masinu smarves, skystu tepikliu ir popieriaus kvapo, pavarge nuo nesibaigiancio streso beprasmiame darbe, kuri dirbome nenoromis ir nesulaukdami jokio dekingumo, atsisake funkcionuoti. Mus valde jegos, vertusios gerti raminamuosius vaistus ir isivaizduoti, kad apsipirkimas atstoja kurybiskuma, o sestadienio vakare issinuomotos vaizdajuostes pakanka iki visiskos laimes. Bet dabar, kai apsigyvenom cia, dykumoje, viskas tapo kur kas, kur kas geriau.


Douglas Coupland
Generation X

Sunday, 24 October 2010

Kiekvienas is musu...

Kiekvienas is musu, Endi, gyvenime turime savo slapta valdova, nepazistamaji, kuris pats to nesuvokdamas turi nepaaiskinama galia tau. Jei viena diena grizes namo rastum jo zinute savo telefono atsakiklyje "Palik viska, as tave myliu. Vaziuojam su manim i Florida dabar", iskart su juo isvaziuotum...

Douglas Coupland
Generation X

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

So I came...

So I came down here, to breathe dust and walk with the dogs - to look at a rock or a cactus and know that I am the first person to see that cactus and that rock.

D.Coupland "Generation X: Tales for an Accelerated Culture"