Just let go and walk away.
Not everything is supposed to become beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.
inside my heart
along with permanent marks…
Self-worth is so vital to your happiness. If you don’t feel good about you, it’s hard to feel good about anything else.
They were never given a chance.
The Picture of Dorian Gray is the first and only novel written by Oscar Wilde. I’ve been meaning to read this a long time back but something always gets in the way. And now, I’m glad I’ve finally read it.
The book is about Dorian Gray, a very handsome young man, worshipped by many and caught the attention of Basil Hallward, a painter. Basil was able to capture Dorian’s beautiful features perfectly thus creating a masterpiece. Basil introduced Dorian to Henry. Dorian was heavily influenced by Henry’s hedonistic views of the society.
I enjoyed this novel for its witticism and the intriguing concept. How the story ended wasn’t something I expected but it made the read even better. Oscar Wilde is a literary genius — it’s easy to drown in his words and, he is quite obviously romantically interested in men.
I’m highly inclined to watch the movie adaptation.
“Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.”
“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”
“Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes.”
“The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.”
“Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.”
Rating: 4/5 stars
heart because of
expecting too much but
To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude, which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions.
An annual lottery takes place in a town of 300 people. They initially gather cheerfully though hesitant excitement and nervousness is apparent as the event progresses more notably on parents strangely fearing for their children. The locals believe that to ensure healthy crops for the good of everyone, the lottery must be held though rumor has it that the other towns had ceased doing it.
This is a work wonderfully crafted by Shirley Jackson. The ending was foreshadowed very early but that didn’t spoil the story until the truth was totally revealed.
Readers has a lot to take from this short story and the atrocity of blind conformity is undeniable. It’s one example of a story that we can consider timeless in that it can be re-invented time and time again, from one generation to another.
Truly a captivating and thought-provoking read.
“There’s always been a lottery.”
“It’s not the way it used to be… people ain’t the way they used to be.”
Rating: 4/5 stars
I’ll never be that me…
is that the
way we’re supposed to
This is a first-person tale told in Mary Katherine’s (Merricat) perspective as she lives with her sister, Constance Blackwood and their Uncle Julian in their huge, old family house in a nameless village. Everyone else in their family died of arsenic poisoning some years earlier. The three of them live a normal life although hated and feared by their neighbors until their cousin Charles came.
We Have Always Lived in the Castle is Shirley Jackson’s final work. She has alluring writing style that you wouldn’t want to put down the book until you finish it.
Isolation and death are recurring themes in the story. Add to that paranoid thinking as shown by Merricat several times which makes it more intriguing for me while reading. Such a thrill what she is going to do next.
This is an easy read and you can finish it in a day. It leaves you with several interpretations while trying to make sense of it all.
“A pretty sight, a lady with a book.”
“I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had.”
“I always thought about rot when I came toward the row of stores; I thought about burning black painful rot that ate away from inside, hurting dreadfully. I wished it on the village.”
“Fate intervened. Some of us, that day, she led inexorably through the gates of death. Some of us, innocent and unsuspecting, took, unwillingly, that one last step to oblivion. Some of us took very little sugar.”
“All our land was enriched with my treasures buried in it, thickly inhabited just below the surface with my marbles and my teeth and my colored stones, all perhaps turned to jewels by now, held together under the ground in a powerful taut web which never loosened, but held fast to guard us.”
Rating: 4/5 stars
Saving you while you’re killing me.
Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow