What’s the worst thing you can do to a man?

The Weight of Silk on Skin

What’s the worst thing you can do to a man?

It’s not to fight him; to break him; to defeat him – we expect that.

“Hail Caesar; those who are about to die salute you!”

It’s to see him as other than he is: as a man with a heart when he only has a body; as a man with only a body when all that he is is a heart – contracting and expanding, year upon year.

To see him as noble when he is base; to see him as false when he is true.

— Huzir Sulaiman, The Weight of Silk on Skin.

On the brink of thirtydom

Janet picks up her fortune cookie,
Then puts it down, turns to her friend:
“Don’t bank too much on youth. Your rookie
Season is drawing to an end.
John, things we would – when young – not think of,
Start to make sense when, on the brink of
Thirtydom, we pause to scan
What salves and salads cannot ban,
The earliest furrows on our faces,
The loneliness within our souls,
Our febrile clawing for mean goals,
Our programmed cockfights and rat races,
Our dreary dignity, false pride,
And hearts stored in formaldehyde

— Vikram Seth, The Golden Gate

No worries – no anxiety. Just reading a very good book and felt those were awesome lines.