One More Cigarette
All my hopes and desires and fondest aspirations have finally been reduced to their true dimensions, my old son. ... Look at that blue smoke, Ali. See the way it coils and drifts. Just like every human hope. ...
All my hopes and desires and fondest aspirations have finally been reduced to their true dimensions, my old son. ... Look at that blue smoke, Ali. See the way it coils and drifts. Just like every human hope. ...
“All you have to do is wait,” I explained. “Sit tight and wait for the right moment. Not try to change anything by force, just watch the drift of things. Make an effort to cast a fair eye on everything.
Humans achieve their peak in different ways. But whoever you are, once you’re over the summit, it’s downhill all the way. Nothing anyone can do about it. And the worst of it is, you never know where that peak is.
Lorna said to me, ‘You know Riddley theres some thing in us it dont have no name.’
I said, ‘What thing is that?’
She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.
[I’m enraged] at this bad turn my body has done me.
I wonder what inspires a man to complain of “having nothing to do.” I am happiest when I have nothing to distract me and I am completely alone.
They flock together like ants, hurry east and west, run north and south. Some are mighty, some humble. Some aged, some young. They have places to go, houses to return to. At night they sleep, in the morning get up.