Still, it must be hell, to be a man, like that.
It must be just fine.
It must be hell.
It must be very silent.
The last, I think; for, O my poor old Harry Jekyll, if ever I read Satan's signature upon a face, it is on that of your new friend.
"If he be Mr. Hyde," he had thought, "I shall be Mr. Seek."
"But that is how writers feel. Their work is their brainchild. This is your brainchild; you are the only one in the whole world who could have produced that particular work, no one else could. If they tried it would just be an imitation. Books tell a great deal about the writers. It is like your own particular child."
"Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve."
Though it's commonly assumed his last word was "care" or the start of "careful." I would argue differently. I believe his utterance is really just the first syllable of the very name on which his mind and heart had finally come to a rest. His only hope, his only meaning: "Karen."
I saw no cause for their unappiness; but I was deeply affected by it. If such lovely creatures were miserable, it was less strange that I, an imperfect and solitary being, should be wretched.
Not only had Navidson carried Karen out of that house, he had picked her up a hundred times over the course of eleven years and carried her fear, her torment and her distance.
Jeg er nesten halvveis og jeg digger den. Hva den handler om? Det er veldig vanskelig å forklare. Det er en bok om en bok om en film som ikke eksisterer, pluss kommentar fra Johnny Truant som fant denne boka om huset. Den filmen handler om et hus som er større på innsiden enn utsiden og en mørk labyrint som er i evig forandring.
Den er jo skrevet på en veldig spesiell måte og du må ofte ha tunga rett i munnen.
Er mye i den til nå som føles som "teori", og for noen kan det kanskje bli litt tørt, så det kommer nok annpå person til person om de liker måten den er skrevet på eller ikke.
Om du finner en knapp som sier 'synkroniser' så skal det nok ordne seg :D
Om du kobler til iPoden og har iTunes åpent, så skal det så vidt jeg er vant med begynne å legge over automatisk. Men om det ikke gjør det så kan du trykke på der du ser navnet på iPoden din står til venstre et sted over 'Spillelister'. Der skal det være en knapp som sier 'Synkroniser' eller noe i den duren. Jeg har både iPod touch og iPhone, og slik fungerer det i hvertfall med dem. Vet ikke med andre typer iPod.
I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote something, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum'things has always been and always will be you.
I miss you.
House of Leaves - Mark Z. Danielewski
Dere trenger iTunes, som sagt, for å overføre sanger og CDer til iPod eller iPhone :) Spill av platen med iTunes så skal den automatisk spørre om du vil konvertere den.
This is not for you
I loved him so and wished that I had a mother to give him, for, no matter how much my own mother loved him, it could never be the same.
Here us is, I thought, two old fools left over from love, keeping each other company under the stars.
There was something fascinating in this son of love and death.
Jeg er helt enig. Helt grusom bok. Jeg kjøpte den heldigvis ikke, jeg lasta ned ned. Jeg kom meg halvveis, så klarte jeg bokstavelig talt ikke mer. Det er det latterligste jeg har lest.