Friday, June 25, 2010

Poem: If you forget me, by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know one thing.






I find this poem very touching and interesting. The statement "my love feeds on your love"; shows that as long as his lover loves him, he'll love her too. If she forgets him and does not love him, he'll forget her before she does. Thus his love feeds on her love, without her love, his love will die.

This poem also goes hand in hand with the saying "treat others the way you want to be treated". If you want someone's love and care, you should love and care for them. If you want someone to keep you in mind, keep them in mind.

Quote from Death of a Salesman, Act 2 pg. 56

"Whoever heard of a Hastings refrigerator? Once in my life I would like to own something outright before it's broken! I'm always in a race with the junkyard! I just finished paying for the car and it's on its last legs. The refrigerator consumes belts like a goddamn maniac. They time those things. They time them so when you paid for them, they're used up."

One thing that I disapprove of in Canada is that everyone is so materialistic; though this is common worldwide but I notice it more here. Everyone is wasting time and energy and working for such things like a car, a house, and etc. If you finance let's say a car, by the time it's actually yours the car is old. If you buy a house, you pay mortgage for 10 years and more and by the time it's actually yours, you're old and so is the house. You put all your money into these materialistic things thinking it'll give you happiness and the end your back to where you started from; you're left more miserable and frustrated, and in many cases broke. Because of these expensive materialistic goods, many of us live our lives on the edge. We save every bit we can so we'd be able to pay off coming month's mortgage and etc.

Quote from Death of a Salesman, pg. 73

"Let me talk to you- I got nobody to talk to. Bernard, Bernard, was it my fault? Y'see? It keeps going around in my mind; maybe I did something to him. I got nothing to give him"

Willy asks Bernard, someone he doesn't like very much, to talk to him because Willy has no one to talk to. I think when we're desperate and lonely, even our enemies are better than nothing. Once I went to a city where I didn't know anyone. I was confused, alone, and desperate for help, and finally someone from my area, who used to be an enemy to me helped me out.

Quote from The Catcher in the Rye, Chp. 15


This quote reminds me of the saying "money is the root of all evil". And indeed it is true, money is the root of all evil; it's the "weapon of satan" in other words. Those who don't have money do evil to gain money; those who have money use it for evil. The more money one has the more selfish and prideful one becomes.

Quote from The Catcher in the Rye, Chp.6


As I read this quote, I remember times that I felt like this; worrying to the point where you can't even go to the bathroom. If I'm worried about something, my worry does not go away until I've taken care of what I'm worrying about. Sometimes it ruins my whole day!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Qoute from Death of a Salesman; act,1 pg,11.

here I know that all I've done is to waste my life"

If you waste your time you lose, you are not winner. Like Biff says he knew he had been wasting his life, many of us are sometimes like Biff. When we think back to our past we regret many decisions and actions that seem pointless to us today. We don't appreciate the value of time until its gone. Personally I'm content with my life so far, I don't feel that I've wasted my life in the wrong way.

Quote from Death of a Salesman act.2. pg,104

"we never told the truth for ten minutes in this house."

Here all of them came togather in the house Biff wants to leave home, his father is not willing to shake his hand. Finally they have argument, blaming one another for their failure.
This scenario is very interesting. I don't know if it's human nature or just some us are like this, but we always point fingers at someone else for our down fall. We always like to blame the other person; we don't think even for a moment that our failure in life is mostly caused by our own hands.
Maybe if I don't get good marks at the end of this class I'll be blaming you (Mr. Chesser), while really my failure would be caused by me because I didn't work hard enough.