There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilisations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours.
posted by Guojun at 9:25:00 pm
To love is to be vunerable. Love anything, and your heart will definitely be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket - safe, dark, motionless, airless - it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenettable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of Love is Hell.
8 Comments:
wah you sibei bored. poor baby, have to work on a saturday.
FF> Yeah babe... Sianz
What? Even your boss knows about your blog?
Jayaxe> Yup, my direct boss knows about my blog. In fact, my whole company knows about my blog.
can bring camera phone into army camp 1 meh? kena charged how? and then blog from Ops room. you not scared ah?
Are you in 7SIB? How come never c you ard b4?
Anon> Who are you? How I know why I never see you before? Wahaha. Everybody in 7SIB knows who I am leh...
I shy lah, dunwan to say. I'm not in 7SIB but I'm at Bedok Camp too. Guards. Shall surprise you if I see you ard. hurhur.
so really can brnig camera phone in ah? nabeh. my oc screw us upside down over this......
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