I live a life that’s sheltered, I’m constantly alone;
They’re pointing out my weakness, there’s an emptiness at home…
I need to find the reason to live this way –
I’m running out of patience and […]
(Linkin Park — My Reason — cover)
All of the true things I am about to tell you are shameless lies.
For this and other gems of Bokononism, read Kurt Vonnegut’s book. It’s a pretty amazing science fiction novel with original ideas about life and religion. No damn cat, and no damn cradle!
Here are just some of the interesting quotations. I should have paid more attention
See here for more quotes.
after a complete redesign,
and a complete code rewrite,
released under a full moon,
feature-complete and usable,
Konvert2Ogg 0.2 is here.
I am especially thrilled about what I’ve learned while developing this project:
Although the program now works and does what I want, this is no way the end of the journey. There are many more cool things in the can :D
Vuia în jurul meu cerul de noapte
Când din octava lui m-am prăbuşit.
Pupile largi mi-au amintit că am pleoape,
Şi-n adăpostul lor n-am mai simţit nimic.
Trecut-au zile-ntregi, sau poate clipe,
Stele-au căzut, sau alte noi au răsărit;
Cu ace în plămâni, cu mâinile rănite,
Cu faţa-n glod, dar totuşi m-am trezit.
De furii negre prins, am blestemat
Toţi neuronii care mă dureau,
Şi-n roşie ruşine, aprig am jurat
Că nici în opt vieţi aripi nu mai vreau.
Să-l văd încă o dată nu puteam,
Înaltul cel din care am căzut.
Ca să îl uit, numai în jos priveam,
Dar în băltoace, cerul l-am văzut.
When I woke up that morning, I was the luckiest man alive.
I only remember two things about you. I remember the expression on your face when they made fun of you. So dignified, and mature. So… superior. I didn’t think of it at the time, but somehow I still find it engraved on my memory. This proves how late I’ve stopped being a child, I guess. If I ever have.
And I remember when you spoke to me, two years, five months and four days ago. I don’t remember what you told me, only the beginning. Those who think that they can defeat love… It didn’t make sense to me then, but perhaps it would, now.
I have your picture but I don’t want to look for it.
Will I ever see you again and ask you what you said?
886 days later,