About David Bridgeland

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  • David shared from 1920: The Year of the Six Presidents by David Pietrusza
    In Northampton, Dwight Morrow proved more enthusiastic “All the country is talking about you today, Calvin,” Morrow said cheerfully. “Are they?” Coolidge responded, displaying more sangfroid than usual. “Well, by tomorrow they’ll have found something else to talk about.”
    Note: by tomorrow
  • David shared from Shalimar the Clown: A Novel by Salman Rushdie
    Maybe that was it, but I really can’t be sure. We are mysteries to ourselves. We don’t know why we do things, why we fall in love or commit murder or throw a stone at a sheet of glass.”
    Note: we are mysteries to ourselves
  • David shared from Shalimar the Clown: A Novel by Salman Rushdie
    Marriage now is what, car rental. Thank you for using our service, we’ll pick you up, when you’re done with the vehicle we’ll take you home again. Get all the insurance you can get up front, loss damage waiver, whatever, and the risk is nothing. You crash the car, you walk away without nothing to pay. Go for it, baby, who you gonna save it for? They don’t make no glass slippers no more. They already closed the factory. They don’t make no princes neither. They shot the Romanovs in a cellar and Anastasia too is dead.”
    Note: marriage now is car rental @salmanrushdie
  • David shared from Shalimar the Clown: A Novel by Salman Rushdie
    The beautiful came to this city in huge pathetic herds, to suffer, to be humiliated, to see the powerful currency of their beauty devalued like the Russian ruble or Argentine peso; to work as bellhops, as bar hostesses, as garbage collectors, as maids. The city was a cliff and they were its stampeding lemmings. At the foot of the cliff was the valley of the broken dolls.
    Note: los angles and the tragedy of the beautiful
  • David shared from Shalimar the Clown: A Novel by Salman Rushdie
    Once or twice, in tones of sorrow, he spoke about the power of life’s violent blows and slow agonies to divert a good person from his or her natural path, just as dynamite or erosion can—dramatically or gradually—change the course of a river, and in these speeches he might have been talking about Margaret, but he might also have been describing himself.
    Note: the power of life's violent blows and slow agonies
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David Bridgeland