
Een bijzonder interessant naslagwerk: The World's Worst Women. Mag in geen enkele jongensbibliotheek ontbreken.
Het prentje: een echte Lou Marchetti (1920-1992). Meer Marchetti's op American Gallery.
Zen prescribes that you should do your best at whatever you do, but you should not feel sad when you fail to succeed.Het prentje: vier ervaren zentennissers, omstreeks 1910, via antiqueathlete.
Restrict your evaluation to your act, and refrain from allowing the evaluation of the act to become a judgment of yourself as a person. It is certainly possible to judge that a tennis stroke was hit badly without judging the hitter to be a bad person or even a bad tennis player. This separation of the evaluation of the act from evaluation of the actor is exceedingly valuable mental hygiene for everyone, at all times.
Julian L. Simon, Good Mood. The New Psychology of Overcoming Depression, Open Court, La Salle Ill., 1993.
My grandfather, Alexander Gerschenkron, was always making dramatic declarations, and one day when he was in his fifties he appeared in front of his family to announce that he was giving up the morning newspaper. He had been looking into the matter, he said, and had discovered that the number of books even a non-newspaper-reading man could get through in a lifetime was so small -five thousand according to my grandfather's calculations- that permitting himself such a daily distraction was simply out of the question. My grandfather had been an avid reader of newspapers since the age of six, and he freely admitted that they had their pleasures and their virtues, but now, with some force, he promised that he would no longer submit to them. And he didn't; he never read the newspaper again.Nicholas Dawidoff schreef de biografie van zijn grootvader, economisch historicus Alexander Gerschenkron: The Fly Swatter. Portrait of an Exceptional Character (Vintage Books, New York, 2003). Iedereen zou recht moeten hebben op minstens één exceptioneel familielid. Juridisch afdwingbaar.
1. The cowboy must never shoot first, hit a smaller man, or take unfair advantage.Riders in the Sky, uit 1949: dagelijkse kost voor Gene (filmpje).
2. He must never go back on his word, or a trust confided in him.
3. He must always tell the truth.
4. He must be gentle with children, the elderly, and animals.
5. He must not advocate or possess racially or religiously intolerant ideas.
6. He must help people in distress.
7. He must be a good worker.
8. He must keep himself clean in thought, speech, action, and personal habits.
9. He must respect women, parents, and his nation's laws.
10. The Cowboy is a patriot.
"How difficult it is to dislike a man that is making coffee for you."Het prentje: koffiepauze tijdens de Amerikaanse Burgeroorlog, Yorktown, Virginia, 1862, via Shorpy.
Uit: Eric Amber, The Mask of Dimitrios, 1937
Tartle - Scottish – The act of hestitating while introducing someone because you’ve forgotten their name.Het prentje: twee mensen, klaar om te tartlen, Edinburgh, 1967 (via doveson2008).
"When HMS Dolphin's sailors found that a twenty-penny iron nail could buy sexual encounter on Tahiti in 1767, neither sailors nor Tahitian men could believe their luck; whether the Tahitian women were as happy as their menfolk about this bargain goes unrecorded. Twelve days later, rampant inflation had set in and sex now cost a nine-inch marlinspike."*
On travelling by bus to Salinas:
I was the only person
woman with about
sixty Italian fisherman...such charming gentleman...
and (they hoped) fish were
waiting for them. Some
could hardly speak English
not only do I love Greeks
(illegible) I love Italians.
they're warm, lusty and friendly as hell—I'd love to go to
Italy someday
Uit: Marilyn Monroe, "Fragments. Poems, Intimate Notes, Letters" (Farrar, Straus and Giroux).
"I hurried to the Szechenyi Library, asked for one of the bound volumes of dailies of the 1848-49 War of Independence and, beginning with the last page and working backwards, I underlined in the hundred-year-old newspaper the letters that added up to my poem. On my way home I tore up my manuscript and, rolling up the slivers of paper, threw them one by one into manholes." (Georgy Faludi, My Happy Days In Hell, 1962).En dan wil je natuurlijk weten: heeft inmiddels iemand die verborgen gedichten al terug uit die oude kranten opgediept?