Man
January 8th, 2013The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live. Be a man before being an artist!
The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live. Be a man before being an artist!
Until the 1950s, newly widowed women on the island off New Guinea were strangled by their husband’s brothers or, in their absence, by one of their own sons. Custom dictated no other course of action. Failure to comply meant dishonour, and widows would make a point of demanding strangulation as soon as their husbands had expired.
There’s Bradley my husband, who is good, considerate, patient, kind, brilliant with the kids. And then there’s Bradley the cyclist, who’s a bit of a twat.
It has the unique virtue of yielding a rate of speed as great as that of the horse, nearly as great as that attained by steam power, and yet it imposes upon the consciousness the fact that it is entirely self-propulsion. In the nature of the motion is another unique combination. With the great speed there are the subtle glide and sway of skating, something of the yacht’s rocking, a touch of the equestrian bounce, and a suggestion of flying. The effect of all this upon the mind is as wholesomely stimulating as is the exercise to the body.
We all do that; we put things off because we don’t feel we’re entitled to do it. Unless you’re one of the few who have no demons.
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