Archive for August, 2011

Random quote of the day:

 

“Independence is happiness.”

—Susan B. Anthony, “Social Purity,” speech, Chicago, 1875

 

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Thanks to Deborah Kalin for sharing this.

I love how the sunshine bursts forth on her face at that one moment…

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“If you want to hear God laugh, tell Him your plans.”

—Yiddish proverb

 

I’ve also heard this as: “Man plans, God laughs.”

Which somewhat reminds me of John Lennon’s famous quote: “Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans.”

 

 

 

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“Fine words and an insinuating appearance are seldom associated with true virtue.”

—Confucius, The Analects

 

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“Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed
In one self-place, for where we are is hell,
And where hell is, there must we ever be.”

—Mephistopheles (Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Faustus)

 

Which reminds me of a famous Edward FitzGerald translation of this Omar Khayyám’s quatrain:

 

“I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return’d to me,
And answer’d: ‘I Myself am Heav’n and Hell”

 

…which, to add more ingredients to today’s literary soup, you may remember was used so effectively in The Picture of Dorian Gray.  

 

 

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“We are filled with a longing for the wild. There are few culturally sanctioned antidotes for this yearning. We were taught to feel shame for such a desire. We grew our hair long and used it to hide our feelings. But the shadow of Wild Woman still lurks behind us during our days and in our nights. No matter where we are the shadow that trots behind us is definitely four-footed.”

—Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With the Wolves

 

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In February 1945—or maybe it was 1942. The newspapers disagree. In February, 1945, reports the AP wire service of January 21, 1975, a man who appeared to be in his forties was found floating in a life raft in the North Atlantic. He had head and internal injuries and was paralyzed from the waist down, unable to speak, though he’d nod yes or shake his head no sometimes when asked questions. For all anyone could tell, he was completely unable to remember who he was or how he got in that raft. He carried no identification, but there was a card in his pocket with the name Charles Jamieson on it, and the birth date of April, 1898. So that was the name they listed on his hospital records.

Stars and Stripes of March 30, 1957, reports that an ambulance brought him to the U.S. Public Health Hospital in Boston on February 10, 1942, then sped off, never to be traced. Several government agencies carried on searches to identify him without any luck, and it was speculated that he’d been on board a merchant ship torpedoed by a Nazi sub.

And yet the name Charles Jamieson did not appear on any crew records of any ship sunk during that time.

In March of 1957 Mrs. Frances Hamilton, then of Long Beach, CA but born in England, claimed that Charles was her long-lost brother, James Hamilton, a British merchantman, whom she hadn’t seen since 1921. However, not even the British consul believed her, reporting that she produced no “concrete proof” that Charles was her brother, and furthermore, that she herself seemed rather confused. She told rambling and incoherent stories about her brother James, and although a “tearful reunion” took place between Mrs. Hamilton (who had taken back her maiden name after a divorce) and Charles, he didn’t respond to her in any way except for the same peaceful smile he gave to anyone who talked to him.

The link was dismissed as wishful fantasy on Mrs. Hamilton’s part.

Charles lived on at the U.S. Public Health Hospital for nearly 30 years. A sweet-natured man, no one ever knew how much he comprehended of his situation and his environment. He liked candy, liked to be wheeled around the hospital—and had plenty of willing volunteers to take him. Occasionally, he played checkers and responded to music on the radio. Everyone who passed him in the halls stopped to speak, to benefit from his sweet smile and peaceful nature. “He was—you could almost say—loved by every member of the staff,” said George Hedquist, assistant director of the hospital, “almost as if he were a mascot or a member of the family.”

The man who became know as Charles Jamieson had clearly lived through horrors, but he brought none of them with him on that bitter journey across the Atlantic and into the safe harbor of the U.S. Public Health Hospital of Boston, Mass. Nothing there, no, no, nothing there to think on, nothing there. . .

“Charles Jamieson” died in January of 1975, still unknown, having never spoken a word in all those years. The Transcript of January 23, 1975 reports that 100 people attended the funeral of sweet, mysterious Mr. X.

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Random quote of the day:
“Find a subject you care about and which you in your heart feel others should care about.  It is this genuine caring, and not your games with language that will be the most compelling and seductive element in your style.”

—Kurt Vonnegut, “How to Write With Style,” International Paper Co. “Power of the Printed Word” series, 1980

 

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“Our trouble is that we do not demand enough of the people who represent us.  We are responsible for their activities….we must spur them to more imagination and enterprise in making a push into the unknown; we must make clear that we intend to have responsible and courageous leadership.”

—Eleanor Roosevelt, Tomorrow Is Now

 

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Random quote of the day:

 

“Whoever desires constant success must change his conduct with the times.”

—Niccolo Machiavelli, Discourses on the First Ten Books of Titus Livius

 

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