Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
"’Eskimos were invariably described as the happiest people on Earth. Any unhappiness they suffered was not through jealousy; they didn't have a word for it. They borrowed spouses for convenience and fun — it did not make them unhappy. So who's looney? Look at this glum world around you, then tell me: Did Mike's... Continue Reading →
The key ingredient was to find a person of faultless poise. A person willing to see both sides of the argument, but also the ability to find an equilibrium permitting the completion of the task at hand. With two forces tugging at both ends, which way would he turn when the time came? The end... Continue Reading →
"Wabigoon shook his head. "Those girls, hitchhiking. No choice, eh? The buses don't run up north anymore. You hear that old joke about the Anishnabe woman hitchhiking? She gets into a truck and there's a big bottle of booze in the passenger seat. 'Got that for my old man' the driver says. And the Anishnabe... Continue Reading →
"I have heard people say love is weak but they're wrong - love is strong. In nearly everyone it trumps all other things - patriotism and ambition, religion and upbringing. And of every kind of love - the epic and the small, the noble and the base - the one that a parent has for... Continue Reading →
"When we are young, we have stars in our eyes. We have dreams. We romanticize the unattainable. Once the dream is attained, everything seems dreary. Once we are There, we realize their is no There. There is now Here. Disillusionment follows. Life is drudgery. Yet it is important to dream." Five young men and women... Continue Reading →
"What does love feel like? Floating and burning: just like when he holds her with that polite formality yet his forehead presses a little too heavily against her temple as they move. Just like when the hazy coppery light is splintered by intense, triumphant bursts of gold and crimson. Like when she can feel his... Continue Reading →
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