I recently read a collection of short stories by Jay McInerney, titled "How It Ended." It's only beginnings of stories, and it's brilliant.
One of the passages that struck me as being particularly eloquent was an actress dsicussing her life.
"The thing about fame," she said, "you think everyone will love you, that it's a way to become close to people." She stopped and took a sip of her drink and just when I had decided she had lost her thread of her remarks she continued: "And then when you're famous it drives a wedge between you and the rest of the world. A wall of glass." She tapped the smoked glass of the window with her fingers.
Themadking wrote a good farewell speech saying something similar. I'm making a huge reach, but that's a little bit I got out of it. People wanting to be close to people, but not getting any closer. Recommended reading at his journal: themadking.
One of the passages that struck me as being particularly eloquent was an actress dsicussing her life.
"The thing about fame," she said, "you think everyone will love you, that it's a way to become close to people." She stopped and took a sip of her drink and just when I had decided she had lost her thread of her remarks she continued: "And then when you're famous it drives a wedge between you and the rest of the world. A wall of glass." She tapped the smoked glass of the window with her fingers.
Themadking wrote a good farewell speech saying something similar. I'm making a huge reach, but that's a little bit I got out of it. People wanting to be close to people, but not getting any closer. Recommended reading at his journal: themadking.
clara:
Don't worry about that, SGNY has parties all the time. I'm sure there will be something else you can attend before much time passes.