Why do I desire
Why do I desire What I do not need ? Why does my soul, like fire, Or a hot abstract greed, Seek all that is higher ? Why, if not because It is a soul ? Who can know the cause When it lies in its whole Hidden in laws ? Yet this matters not. What matters is pining And that stress of thought That comes of diving What to wish that may not be got. —Fernando Pessoa
Help me pick what shoe I want to buy (PS I fucking love you, Dom) Sully Boat Shoe in navy Harvey Cap Toe in dark brown Harvey Wingtip in dark brown
Russell: Have you been properly alone?
Glen: Of course I have
Russell: I mean properly, alone, sitting there, a hotel room in Portland, all by yourself, no friends, alone.
Russell: I don’t believe you…I don’t believe you. In a week, you’re gonna go completely mental. Of course you are because you’ve got no friends and you are gonna compromise. That’s what people do. They compromise, because nobody, fucking nobody, nobody can deal with being by themselves.
Glen: I don’t wanna compromise.
Russell: Here you go again. you condescending me, it’s like you are fucking attacking me.
Glen: I am not attacking you.
Russel: You fucking are… It’s like…you wanna…everybody to think independently, but you want everybody to fucking agree with you. Why can’t you just understand some people just wanna be happy?
Glen: Are you happy?
Russell: … I am fine…You know, yeah, things could be fucking better and easier, but I am … absolutely fine.
Glen: Sure, you are.
Russell: Don’t you fucking dare…don’t you fucking dare presuming me…you don’t understand me. You think, just because I can’t walk around on fucking streets, holding hands or talking to my mates about fucking sucking cocks, that you know me.
Glen: No, I don’t.
Russell: I can see in your eyes, Glen, I can see it. You think, I am a fucking idiot because I want a fucking relationship, but the thing is that…the thing is that I think you want one too.
Glen: I think you will make an amazing boyfriend.
Russell: That’s not what I f…that’s not what I am saying. It’s not about me. Fuck me.
Glen: I don’t want one.
Russell: I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you.
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It’s going to be a fantastic year. :-)
I’m pasting an interesting article I came across from the Financial Times that kind of discusses the Portuguese idea of brandos costumes, which translates roughly to gentle ways or mild manners. It’s sort of a live-and-let-live, don’t-ask-don’t-tell attitude that is prevalent in Portugal, and this article talks about how it fits into social and political life in the...
My Portuguese grandmother is more adorable than your not Portuguese grandmother.