Word: thoughtfulness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...someone he could count on being honest with him. He began to talk. Scott liked to listen and talk. Though he could not initiate things, he loved to put up with them. Pain, pleasure or, in this case, boredom. He might be able to help the guy too, he thought...
...Please don't answer me right now Nathan. Give it some thought. I've thought about it for some time, a long time, until finally thinking has bitten its own tail and I must act. I must do what I feel. I am lost Nathan...
...select a pair of eyes. She was necessarily looking at me in any good picture of her eyes. All I've selected so far are objects, symbols I suppose. The eyes alone would be enough for me, but others must see what I mean. I've thought of superimposing an enormous set of eyes over the whole works. It is the most satisfactory idea I've come up with, yet I feel it is trite. But I can do no better. When I think of other people looking at my work, I tell myself that I dared to be trite...
...window. Here he practiced ego loss. The yellow street lit luminescence of the drapes sucked his face in and he looked out. A bear drove by in a station wagon. A great big bear's smile left a trial of light. We're in a city, he thought. Us, the walls, the bear, the streets. Our poorly schooled soul looking through the drapes is encased in a cadaverous face. The eyes of the face have no significance save their cheerful twinkle, winkle one night. Out smile is friendly and wolfish. Our teeth nash concepts. The eaten letters are sparkling bits...
Into fecund Nothingness, he thought. If you are bitter about nothing then you are into something. Stop thinking now, he told himself. We have the feeling that such thoughts as these, unless we move quickly, isolate us. He couldn't see himself across the street anymore...