looking all devastated, my long-lost guy friend came up to me out of the blue. he badly needed advice because his girlfriend, who is also my friend, finally chucked him to the bin. i didn't know what to say because i didn't want to sound that i was blaming either one of them for what happened (although i believe, and he admits, that it was more of his fault). so i was dumbfounded for a while, until he saw my scratch notebook, which contains some of the quotes i lifted from my post-breakup fiction books before (haha funny i have such genre). here are some of it:
"Our received wisdom declares that it takes two people to destroy a marriage. But maybe not."
"Every crisis is an opportunity... Every crisis is a chance to be creative, to make yourself over, to become the person you want to be. But if you're nauseated half the time, if you're always exhausted, if every goddamn nerve in your body is dull with pain, it's hard to be creative. It's hard to be imaginative when you're depressed."
"Ours was a courtly love, an attempt to prolong the passion, the aching uncertainty, to maintain romance. This was a love you read in fairy tales. Young love. Timeless love. Immutable and true. And so it was a lie. Romance turns out to be a shallow sea. Romantic love like ours is meat to the flesh of time."
"Nothing begins with so much excitement and hope and pleasure as love, except maybe writing a story. And nothing fails as often, except writing stories. And like a story, love must be troubled to be interesting. We crave love, can't live without its intimacy, though it pains us."
"Do you love her?
I've got every logical reason to. For who she is. For our history. All that. What I
don't have is an unreasonable desire to love her... I did love her.
Let it go... Your grief isn't going to hurt anyone."
...so he read that, and i swear i saw him already verging into tears, until he read this..
"...the way men behaved towards women depended on much more complex psychological factors. It was not a question of moral knowledge,... it was more a matter of confidence in self and sexual integration. A man with a fragile ego, unsure of who he is, would treat a woman as a means of combating his insecurity. A man who knew who he was and who was sure of his sexuality would be sensitive to women's feelings. He would have nothing to prove."
...and he suddenly became all huffy and all ready to pounce my head, until he retreated again and instead looked up to the dark starless sky. then he proclaimed:
"haay... can i just say that's true?"
saludo ako. at least umamin, hehe.
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