I'd rather strive for the kind of interview where instead of me asking to introduce myself to society, society asks me to introduce myself to society.
Criss JamiTag: talent success friendship questions society interview self scout opportunity mystery useful introduction skill gift striving interesting contribution recruit
Whether or not the fame of Gilgamesh of Uruk had reached the Aegean – and the idea is attractive – there can be no doubt that it was as great as that of any other hero. In time his name became so much a household word that jokes and forgeries were fathered onto it, as in a popular fraud that survives on eighth-century B.C. tablets which perhaps themselves copy an older text. This is a letter supposed to be written by Gilgamesh to some other king, with commands that he should send improbable quantities of livestock and metals, along with gold and precious stones for an amulet for Enkidu, which would weigh no less that thirty pounds. The joke must have been well received, for it survives in four copies, all from Sultantepe.
N.K. SandarsTag: literature ancient introduction babylon to of epic the gilgamesh k n sandars
Love can do funny things to you. It can make you happy; it can make you sad. It can even make you downright miserable.
Danielle VioletteTag: introduction
The conclusion of Dowell's narrative offers not a resolution, so much as a plangent confirmation of complexities. While Ford would certainly have agreed with Dowell that it is a novelist's business to make a reader 'see things clearly', his interest in clarity had little to do with simplicity. There is no 'getting to the bottom of things', no triumphant answers to the epistemological muddle offered in this beautiful, bleak story - only a finer appreciation of that confusion. We may remove the scales from our eyes, Ford suggests, but only the better to appreciate the glass through which we see darkly.
Zoë HellerTag: introduction
Of course, fairy tales are transmissible. You can catch them, or be infected by them. They are the currency that we share with those who walked the world before ever we were here.(Telling stories to my children that I was, in my turn, told by my parents and grandparents makes me feel part of something special and odd, part of the continuous stream of life itself.)
Neil GaimanTag: introduction
I love dreams. I know enough about them to know that dream logic is no story logic, and that you can rarely bring a dream back as a tale: it will have transformed from gold into leaves. from silk to cobwebs, on waking
Neil GaimanTag: introduction
A story that began with, and exists because of, my love of the remoter parts of Scotland, where the bones of the Earth show through, and the sky is a pale white, and it's all astoundingly beautiful, and it feels about as remote as any place can possibly be.
Neil GaimanTag: introduction
It is I who drink lonely
Drinks at twelve, midnight, in hotels of strange towns,
It is I who laugh, it is I who make love
And then, feel shame, it is I who lie dying
With a rattle in my throat. I am sinner,
I am saint. I am the beloved and the
Betrayed. I have no joys that are not yours, no
Aches which are not yours. I too call myself I.
Tag: feminism introduction
Today I introduced myself to my very own Heart,
In silent agony, after all these years it bled apart.
Tag: love poetry heart poem hurt feelings introduction silent agony couplet
Jason Alan Crest, nice to meet you.”
Alexis took his hand and shook it, “Alexis Amora Anderson, nice to meet you, too.”
“All A’s, huh?” Jason asked quirking his eyebrow at her.
“Yeah, parents. What can you do?” Alexis said, giggling, again.
Tag: names introduction jason alexis the-shoreline
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