Something of Myself
Friday, June 15, 2007
I remembered this extract today, I had written it for a friend when I gifted her a copy of the Native Son:
Ship's at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others, they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.
Now, women forget all those things they do not want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.
Zora Neale Hurston - Their Eyes Were Watching God.
Ship's at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others, they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.
Now, women forget all those things they do not want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.
Zora Neale Hurston - Their Eyes Were Watching God.
1 Comments:
Obvious error just noted: the apostrophe should not be there at the first word. I am too lazy to go back and edit. :-)
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