i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”
the twilight one is like abstract poetry
If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.
"My name is Katniss Everdeen," I sighed. Nothing happened.
"I don’t know," he sighed.
Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.
Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”
I frowned and he waited.
"My home is District 12."
Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.
I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.
He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”
I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”
He didn’t answer. He stood up.
^^^^^^^^^ holY SHIT
"She was just some girl who had tied me
to her leg to help her sink when she
jumped off the bridge."
"Beneath the incessant parade of images, nothing."
Smugly satisfied that he has disproven privilege, the white guy calmly waits for his Nobel Prize.
"I’m trying to be both a Buddhist and a businessman."
“What’s the most difficult part of that?”
“Wanting to be successful, while at the same time letting go of the attachment to desire.”
“Isn’t that impossible?”
“You can desire. You just can’t be attached to desire. It’s about living in the moment and enjoying the attempt to realize your ideas, while at the same time letting go of the need for a positive outcome.”