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The energy of Black Swans is similar to an adult looking back on a self-absorbed, cloudless childhood and not knowing whether to cringe and disown it or to celebrate it.
Sometimes I think that jealousy, like skiing, is only for those with enough youthful stamina and energy to endure it.
an obsession needs to be nourished with acts and deeds.”
It was winter now, and fun was a childish consideration. You had to come inside eventually, and it might as well be the Rodeo Gardens.
I miss those corny movies sometimes, the kind you just eat popcorn and it’s all happening for you.”
Nobody yet knew that grown men would never get over surfing, that they’d stay surfers till their sixties and never quit ever.
It was the same the first time I saw Paul Butterfield play blues harmonica, rapture at finding a way to go on one more day by playing the blues.
I got home, thank God, at 6:45 and decided the thing to do was to be a black swan myself. Stick to my own kind—freakish, beautiful outsiders. Become art, not decoration—