Now you push the hyperbole to its limits.
Ok, 74 intelligent, beautiful and compassionate virgins are waiting for you, I promise.

Arnon

On mourra seul
(Pascal)

to some dying is a last performance.

At that moment, I promise you mental support, from a distance.

I've always wanted a deathbed with a view down some wooded mountain valley. Disturbed as I am by thoughts of my own extinction I am considerably more bothered to think I may not see it coming. To die without immediate foreknowledge seems a gross insult to basic human dignity (an innate pomposity). Especially if it is also anonymous and collective, like Hiroshima. I want to be an Ajax or an Achilles and not just "an Argive." But I don't blame modernity itself for this uneasiness nor do I yearn for a repeal of progress because of my meagre misgivings.

Bernard

"Push it to the Limit" is my favorite song in "Scarface".

To all

I want to give a novel for christmas to my goddaughter. She's fourteen and currently reading 'Anna Karenina'. Wich novel do you think to be suitable.

I have reserved the following words for my deathbed: "Either the wallpaper goes or I go".

Andre van Duin:
"Have you heard old John died"
"Oh yeah. What were his last words?"
"Let me out I'm not dead!"

Truly wonderful numbers:

Six and Seven

just look at them....

Gives me the chance to wish everybody a good X-mas
and an even more happy 2009.

My ship is leaving in six or seven minutes, Dr. Goose is calling me, so I have to go.

Au revoir mes amis,

Eric

just let me know when you wanna go kill yourself, so i can fuck them hot girls while you're dying.

Same to you, Eric. Gute fahrt ! Wherever you may dwell.

Early teenager books

When I was a little girl, I loved Fortuna's daughter by Isabel Allende. It is one of the scarse books from which I can still imagine smells and atmospheres (maybe because I read it three times). Ideal for curious young teenagers because it has a wonderful, adventurous but not to complicated plot and because of it's vivid descriptions of elements from the asian and latin american culture (from which the main characters procede). Another very touching book is "De as van mijn moeder", an autobiography written by Frank Mc Court where he tells about his miserable childhood in Ireland (complete wiith tuberculose, coldness, a drunk but not cruel dad who would spend his "loonzakje" on spirits and compels his children to sing irish soldier songs when he comes home at night). Despite the confrontation with all the misery (whish can be a mind opener for some young teenagers), it is full of "love" and funny anecdotes about his youth which make the book beautiful and entertaining besides instructive becuase it's a window to the past.

Mieke

What to read after Anna Karenina? Good question. Maybe Madame Bovary by Flaubert?

Have you introduced her to Grunbergs work yet?

Oscar

I like these last words. It's an improvement on Goethe's last words.

Being sick makes you think about dying, er?
The funniest word of this blog to me is "expect". Very, very funny:-)

Arnon

Are you familiar with Kierkegaard's last words?

Oscar

No not with his last words.

Eric

Perhaps I missed something but is Dr Goose the name of your ship or is Dr Goose just a good friend of yours?

Arnon

I believe that Kierkegaard's last words were "sweep me up".

I would 've thought of you as the last person who would want to die in a bed.

Oscar

Excellent last words.

Jeanette

No, I haven't. I gave Tirza to my other niece last month. She is fifteen. I wanted to wait for her reaction.

Mieke

If she hasn't read Elizabeth Gilbert yet she should do so. All the girls have read it by now. If she's in to girly books you could give her Jeanette Winterson or Margaret Atwood. If she's not in to girly books then give her Michel Houellebecq or Seneca, 'on the shortness of life.'

Jurriaan

You have a dirty mind.
Love will be bestowed on Arnon, not on you.

LOL @ helena

OK

let's be serious for a change: on my deathbed I hope to hold the hands of my two girls and say: life was worth while because of you.