"My concept with this is that people follow the path of least resistance, and frequently are not happy with their lives. But if they are confronted with the idea of having to make the choice whether to obey or disobey, I think frequently they'll at least have an inner dialogue and make a choice to do things the way they think they should be done rather than the way they're told to do them."
At last BILLY's expression changes to almost childish relief, for here at last is the refuge he seeks; the relative comfort and silence of THE WHEEL.Oliver Stone's 1978 Midnight Express true story screenplay here.
It is a grim, squat PILLAR dominating the room and bearing the weight of the ceiling. And around it some SIXTY LUNATICS trudge slowly, near silently, in counter-clockwise flow. It is a hypnotic shuffle and BILLY blends right in, sliding easily into the sluggish, mindless river, his eyes hanging loosely on the floor, watching:
THE SOOTHING RHYTHM OF FEET shuffling at a comforting pace.
These are the spokes of the wheel.
Andrew, if I should not see you again, I wish you to remember and treasure up some things I have already said to you: In this world you will have to make your own way. To do that you must have friends. You can make friends by being honest and you can keep them by being steadfast.The definition of Ethical Will on this blog here.
You must keep in mind that friends worth having will in the long run expect as much from you as they give to you. To forget an obligation or be ungrateful for a kindness is a base crime—not merely a fault or a sin, but an actual crime. Men guilty of it sooner or later must suffer the penalty. In personal conduct be always polite but never obsequious. None will respect you more than you respect yourself. Avoid quarrels as long as you can without yielding to imposition. But sustain your manhood always. Never bring a suit in law for assault and battery or for defamation. The law affords no remedy for such outrages that can satisfy the feelings of a true man.
Never wound the feelings of others. Never brook wanton outrage upon your own feelings. If you ever have to vindicate your feelings or defend your honor, do it calmly. If angry at first, wait till your wrath cools before you proceed.
...read Bono's column and, in 20 words or less, explain its theme in the comments. Here's my effort: Did you know that I knew Frank Sinatra?He likes this entry, even though it breaks the 20 word rule:
Not only am I a worldwide star and humanitarian, I am--as of now--a great writer--a point I slam home inside--a great many--em dashes. And abrupt. Sentences. Plus, I still drink in Irish pubs--thus--I am cool. Bono cool.Sullivan concludes:
Shut up and sing, as they say. But his lyrics are just as meaningless. I like my occasional U2 as much as anyone, but the words make no sense at all. Ever.
I think these are the handsomest ones you ever bought.
Will you take those back? I'll tell you when I want them.
Yes Mama.
Put 'em in the icebox, nitwit.
Well, tomorrow Oliver Jordan can go and buy himself a little rowboat and start all over again; he'll never know who done it.
Yeah, you're so smart. You're gonna land in jail some day. Tina! Where are my slippers?
I'm just beginning Tootsie. I'm just beginning! Whose wife's got any bigger bracelets than you've got, huh? Remember what I told you last week?
I don't remember what you told me a minute ago.
About Washington? Don't you remember that? How'd you like to be a Cabinet Member's wife? Mingle with all the other Cabinet Members' wives? And Ambassadors'?
Nerts. You're not going to drag me down to that graveyard. I've seen their pictures in the papers, those girlies. A lot of sallow-faced frumps with last years clothes on. Pinning medals on Girl Scouts; and pouring teas for the VARs; and rolling easter eggs on the White House lawn. A swell lot of fun I'd have. You go live in Washington; I could have a good time right here.
Listen, Stupid. If I get that appointment to Washington, I'm going. And if I go, you go. That's that.
Sir Allan MacNab made and lost great sums of money in the course of a career devoted to politics, land speculation, law and railway promotion. At the time of his death in 1862 his finances were at low ebb and had been so for the years immediately preceding his demise. During the latter part of 1861 he had transferred ownership of some of Dundurn's contents to one of his daughters to avoid their confiscation by the sheriff for unpaid debts. At the time of his death his estate came under the control of his sister-in-law, Sophia MacNab, who acted as sole executrix after T.C. Street's declination to act as co-executor.
The remaining contents of Dundurn were sold at public auction, over the course of several days, by T.N. Best beginning on November 22, 1862. The contents of his library followed suit on April 22nd of the following year.
