24 July 2012

Happy Birthday, MacDonald.


John D. MacDonald was born on this date in 1916.

So let's suppose I'm slower by a half a step or a full step. Maybe I'm old enough and wise enough to move into positions where I don't need the speed. The only thing I know is that I am going to run out of luck in the future, just as I have in the past. And when I run out, I am going to have to make myself some luck. I know that what counts is the feeling I get when I make my own luck. The way I feel then is totally alive. In every dimension. In every possible way ... I have an addiction. I'm hooked on the smell, taste, and feel of the nearness of death and on the way I feel when I make my move to keep it from happening. If I knew I could keep it from happening, there'd be no taste to it at all.

- John D. MacDonald, from A Tan and Sandy Silence

Jimmy Buffett, "Incommunicado"

So when I finished the last line
I put the book by itself on the shelf
With my heart in it
Never wasting time takin' the right way home
I know you're never wastin' time
Findin' the right way home


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