“When I was lying in the V.A. hospital with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying. I was free. But sooner or later, you always have to wake up.”

                     ~ Avatar (2009)

Hi, everybody, this is your Cousin Brucie. Whoa! Our summer romances are in full bloom, and everybody, but everybody’s in love. So cousins, here’s a great song from The Four Seasons.

That was the summer of 1963 - when everybody called me Baby, and it didn’t occur to me to mind.

~ Dirty Dancing

“The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzsche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum!”

~Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

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“We called him Old Yeller.”

~Fred Gipson, Old Yeller

“Midway on our life’s journey, I found myself in dark woods, the right road lost.”

~ Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy, The Inferno

“I was twelve, going on thirteen, the first time I saw a dead human being.”

~ Stand By Me

“But, you may say, we asked you to speak about women and fiction—what has that got to do with a room of one’s own?”

~Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, their dagger green leaves.”

~Janet Fitch, White Oleander

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