Strange
Human beings are born solitary, but everywhere they are in chains — daisy chains — of interactivity. Social actions are makeshift forms, often courageous, sometimes ridiculous, always strange. And in a way, every social action is a negotiation, a compromise between 'his', 'her' or 'their' wish and yours.
It's craziness to see yourself as damaged goods, so I was the goofy kid who'd stop a strange adult and say, 'Do you know how to get to Palm Avenue?' They'd say no, and I'd say, 'You go two blocks and turn right. You can't miss it'.
I have a strange combination of fearlessness and massive insecurity.
I feel the superstardom is God-given. I don't know how Pawanism came. I find it strange.
Long ago, I realized that my only talent — aside from the rugged good looks, of course, and the strange power I hold over elderly women — can be reduced to a single word: doggedness.
It sometimes feels like a strange movie, you know, it's all so weird that sometimes I wonder if it is really happening.
For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.
How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
Everything Marilyn does is different from any other woman, strange and exciting, from the way she talks to the way she uses that magnificent torso.
I spend several days at a time without enough sleep. At first, normal activities become annoying. When you are too tired to eat, you really need some sleep. A few days later, things become strange. Loud noises become louder and more startling, familiar sounds become unfamiliar, and life reinvents itself as a surrealist dream.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.
It's very strange that the people you love are often the people you're most cruel to.
They certainly give very strange names to diseases.
Nobody just leaves medical school, especially given it's fiercely competitive to get in. But I had a sister who was a doctor, another who was a pharmacist, a brother who was an engineer. So my parents already had sensible children who would be able to make an actual living, and I think they felt comfortable sacrificing their one strange child.
I had crossed the line. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.
It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.
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