America is great because we aspired to be educated, to be artistic and analytical, to be compassionate and resolute, challenging and supportive, and to be open-minded and critical. America discovered greatness in people and our ability to connect with one another in our compassion and our understanding.
It's difficult when we lose someone that we love, but what if we were capable of learning how to relate to them differently than we did when they were here?
Those of you whom follow my blog likely recognize that I am fascinated by human behavior. The way that we interact with one another; what we communicate; what we choose not to communicate; how we communicate; how we choose to perceive others, and why?
Just a few of our favorite authors here at communiteabooks.com
There is something that feels uniquely American about harboring severe judgments of radical intent which, I suppose, is to say that we have a tendency to lean fiercely towards the extreme ends of the spectrum, regardless of the spectrum.
There is nothing like hard work when learning how to be successful, and earning the experience to just know, however the importance of asking for help is paramount when you're trying to cross that final hurdle between a dream and reality.
David Foster Wallace from that moment on would be my favorite author. There was something about the way that he wrote, and it was more than his prescriptive, and deeply personal relationship with the English language, it was as if Wallace was peering with an unbiased curiosity into my psyche, and this was perfectly comfortable for me, as the reader, because in response he would open himself up to me even more.
Who inspired your favorite authors, and who do they enjoying reading while curling up in an arm chair next to the fire, with a book?
There is something buried deep within our humanity that strikes a chord for us when catching even a small glimpse of the personal lives that our heroes and mentors lead, the psychology of it is exceptionally fascinating, though albeit a little irritating [for me]. Nevertheless I understand it, I mean, somewhere in my youth, eh my early twenties, I read somewhere that one of Johnny Depp’s favorite books was The People’s Act of Love by James Meek.
Some of the most literate cities in the world are riddled with public transportation, people read while riding the train or bus, but we're also surrounded by other people, all of the time, does that subtlety allow us to be more human, and is that being taken away from us?
"Everybody is a Genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its who life believing that it is stupid." ~ Albert Einstein
