[b]David Sedaris
The Bible says that it’s all right to cast the first stone if someone dead is telling you to do it.[/b]
We’ll need the chapter and verse of course.
Happiness is harder to put into words. It’s also harder to source, much more mysterious than anger or sorrow, which come to me promptly, whenever I summon them, and remain long after I’ve begged them to leave.
Why is this probably true?
If I’m walking down an American street and anyone darker than a peanut shell approaches, I’ll say, “Hello.” This because, if I don’t say it, he or she might think that I’m anxious. Which, of course, I must be, otherwise I’d walk by in silence, just as I do with my fellow Caucasians. Does this make me racist, or simply race conscious? Either way, I’m more afraid of conservatives than I am of black people.
These things can get tricky.
If practiced correctly, generosity can induce feelings of shame, inadequacy, and even envy, to name just a few.
Imagine then practicing it incorrectly.
To spend your days in the company of naked men - that was the life for me.
For others of course it’s naked women.
Often I’d take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face. Most people would have found it grotesque, but when you’re in love nothing is so abstract or horrible that it can’t be thought of as cute.
He means almost nothing.