“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”
When I was taking my Asa photos off the wall of my dorm room (I’m graduating tomorrow so I have to pack up to go home) one of the hooks tore off a large piece of the wallpaper….
…Guys I am so tempted to write “Asa was here” where there is now a big brown hole in the wallpaper.
He toyed with the idea of trying to be like the other boys. But he couldn’t think of any jokes, and none of theirs seemed funny. Wherever their laughter came from, Ender couldn’t find such a place in himself. He was afraid and fear made him serious.
You know, when you have kids and you love them and you’re proud of them you just want to kiss them on the mouth sometimes.
You were the best man, the most human… human being that. I’ve ever known, and no-one will ever convince me that you told me a lie.
“Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows”. John Betjeman
Dan: I’m much happier at home watching History channel or something than I am at a party. I find it a lot easier. I can just chill out.
Son of Rambow (2007)
Asa Butterfield & Bill Milner