All Quotes By Tag: The-wanderess
“…You see I believe in that stuff to: yoga and mystical powers. I once knew a man who could kill himself on command. Can you believe that? . . . Why do you laugh? . . . Believe it! By will of his own mind, he could make his heart stop beating for good’ My neighbor poised and looked seriously at me, searching in my eyes. ‘…You laugh!’ he repeated once more… ‘You laugh, but he was a master at it! He could commit suicide at his own will!’ Indeed, hearty laughter streamed through my nose. ‘Could he do it perpetually?’ I asked. ‘Perpetually…?’ My neighbor rubbed his waxy chin. ‘I mean, is he still able to do it?’ ‘I’m not sure I understand.’ ‘Well? Then is he dead…?!’My neighbor’s puzzled face slowly began to transform into a look of realization. ‘But sir,’ he said, ‘Of course he’s dead! I mean to say… this man could kill himself on command, you see. And you don’t come back from the dead!’ The two of us found ourselves crossing to the door so I could let my visitor out. I slapped him with friendliness on the shoulder. ‘No, you don’t come back from the dead,’ I agreed.”
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“I fancied my luck to be witnessing yet another full moon. True, I’d seen hundreds of full moons in my life, but they were not limitless. When one starts thinking of the full moon as a common sight that will come again to one’s eyes ad-infinitum, the value of life is diminished and life goes by uncherished. ‘This may be my last moon,’ I sighed, feeling a sudden sweep of sorrow; and went back to reading more of The Odyssey.”
“When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.”
“Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts… for when feasts are laid and classical music is played, where champagne is drunk once the sun has sunk and the season of summer is alive in spicy bloom, and beautiful women fill the room, and are generous with laughter and smiles… these things fill men’s hearts with joy and remind one that life’s bounty is not always fleeting but can be captured, and enjoyed. It is in writing about this scene that I relive this night in my soul.”
“What is a Wanderess? Bound by no boundaries, contained by no countries, tamed by no time, she is the force of nature’s course.”
“Ô, Wanderess, WanderessWhen did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?”