Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Surfacing

Surfacing - Margaret Atwood"This above all, to refuse to be a victim. Unless I can do that I can do nothing. I have to recant, give up the old belief that I am powerless and because of it nothing I can do will ever hurt anyone. A lie which was always more disastrous than the truth would have been. The word games, the winning and losing games are finished; at the moment there are no others but they will have to be invented, withdrawing is no longer possible and the alternative is death."

I came across the beautiful quote posted above some time ago. It is from Surfacing, a novel by mystery writer Margaret Atwood.

I have one of Atwood's earlier works in my personal collection, Playing for the Ashes. It was published many years ago, with professional cricket as the backdrop.

There is a great possibility that I will look up this particular book in one of my bookstore jaunts in the near future.

The novel's Amazon.com page provides a summary of the story:
Part detective novel, part psychological thriller, Surfacing is the story of a talented woman artist who goes in search of her missing father on a remote island in northern Quebec.

Setting out with her lover and another young couple, she soon finds herself captivated by the isolated setting, where a marriage begins to fall apart, violence and death lurk just beneath the surface, and sex becomes a catalyst for conflict and dangerous choices.

Surfacing is a work permeated with an aura of suspense, complex with layered meanings, and written in brilliant, diamond-sharp prose. Here is a rich mine of ideas from an extraordinary writer about contemporary life and nature, families and marriage, and about women fragmented...and becoming whole.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Toxic Love

Toxic Love - Linda Holeman"No, it's not the stars that are so beautiful and wondrous. They explode or collapse and fall away and you never see them again. But if you're very lucky, you find that the moon and the stars can work together. When one star burns itself out, the light from the moon will get you through until you see the next star."
~Linda Holeman, Starlight, Star Bright

"Despite being of sound mind and body, and in the middle of my teenage years, I have not known a great love - or even one of mediocre quality. Because of this lack, I have submerged myself in the love of others. I've rolled in it, soaked it up, swallowed it whole."
~Linda Holeman, Love, Unrequited

The quotes above are from the compilation of short stories entitled Toxic Love, penned by Linda Holeman.

Toxic Love is generally considered as suitable for the Young Adult genre but the sentiments it evokes are, in my opinion, deep and poignant - mature in their deceptive simplicity.

I am very much reminded of the style of another YA author, Francesca Lia Block, and her own collection of short stories, Girl Goddess #9.

As for Eastern simplicity and sensibility, I highly recommend the works of the very talented Banana Yoshimoto, especially her compilation of brilliant shorts, Lizard (Tokage).

Monday, January 26, 2015

Strawberry Kiss

Still, there was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question.

And the reply was, Eat the strawberries.

The story had never made sense to him as a boy. It did now. So he closed his eyes, threw himself into the kiss and experienced nothing but Sam's lips and the softness of her skin against his, sweet as a wild strawberry.

~Neil Gaiman, American Gods

Words on Destiny

Following my reading sessions of The Sandman and his Endless siblings since last month, I would like to share this quote about Destiny.

In the Sandman mythology, Destiny is the oldest sibling and basically existed even living things had the capacity live, die and dream.

I think it's beautifully worded and, yes, true.

Destiny is not a matter of chance; it is a matter of choice. It is not something to be waited for; but, rather something to be achieved.

~William Jennings Bryan

Weakest of the Weak

I found a poem from my miscellaneous text file folder that I want to share with anyone who cares to read. I loved this piece the first time I read it.

The poem's verses speak of love, wanting but only watching and very much hurting. Quite beautiful, this one.
Strength 
I am strong 
When I feel dawn's gentle kiss on my cheek
And wish for nothing more but your touch
I stay still and keep my hand empty 
While you look on another with whole soul in your eyes
Dare I snatch you away?
I fall silent and whisper, "Never"
On a night like tonight
Only your arms can lull me to sleep
Yet I lift no finger to call you 
Then the stars fall from heaven
As it happens once more
I see the whole universe
Walk through the door
In spite of myself, I hear you move
I feel you speak
And wish for nothing more
But to be the weakest of weak

Friday, January 23, 2015

Just a Quote Diary

I would like to officially welcome one and all to Shi's Blogger, my diary on my various favorite quotable finds from all over the Web.

I love movies, anime, literature, gaming and other aspects of popular culture, so these are the sources from where I usually curate the quotes I blog.