Sad little tunes
Aug. 7th, 2010 08:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lillibetThis quotation, pulled from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
jonathancarroll's post this morning deftly encapsulates one of the most heartbreaking and frustrating things for me:
“Your head’s like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune’s all we are.”
--Grant Morrison.
jonathancarroll's post this morning deftly encapsulates one of the most heartbreaking and frustrating things for me:“Your head’s like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune’s all we are.”
--Grant Morrison.
