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Alicia's Ring

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"On the Road"

written by: Jack Kerouac


I chose this picture posted above becuase it portrays how I pitcure my gate way to heaven; a deselate road leading out to the mountains where nature truely reveals its secrets.



Favorite Quotes:


"A gray shroud fell over the city. The mountains, the magnificant Rockies that you can see to the west from any part of town, were papier-mache."--page 47


"I wondered what the spirit of the mountain was thinking, and looked up and saw jackpines in the moon, and saw ghosts of old miners, and wondered about it. In the whole eastern dark wall of the Divide this night there was silence and the whisper of the wind, except in teh ravine where we roared; and on the other side of the Divide was the great Western Slope, and teh big plateau that went down to steamboat Springs, adn dropped, and led you to the western Colorado desert and the Utah desert; all in darkness now as we fumed adn screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell..."--page 55


" I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn't remember especially becuase the transitions from life to death and back to life are so ghostly easy, a magical action for naught, like falling asleep and waking up agian a million times, the utter casualness and deep ignorance of it. I realized it was only because of the stability of the intrinsic Mind that these ripples of birth and death took place, like the aciton of wind on a sheet of pure, serene, mirror-like water."--page 173




On The Road is an intruiging story about a man named Dean Moriarty, whom takes to the road on a quest of self discovery. Dean is an energetic and wreckless man who has been in and out of jail over the years. An interesting combination of character arises from Dean as he becomes curious about the writtings of Carlo Marx. Over the years which pass through the pages of this novel, Dean and his dear friend Sal travel cross-county on 4 different occasions seeking the answers to life's curiosities and also true experiences. The sex, drugs, mystery, and the open road not only bring the two men closer, but reveils who they are on the inside, to them selves.


My Thoughts and Feelings:


I wonder what it would be like to know exactly what the rest of your life would look like. To not have any surprises come your way; life would be nothing but a bore. What makes life intersting is the feeling of not knowing. Not knowing what lay ahead makes life an adventure; makes life worth living. For if you truely wish to know what will become of you, the only step that can be taken, is another step forward into life. You just need to have the will and the courage to seek what is unknown to all. You also must have the strength to fight your own battles; for you never know how strong you are untill you have no other choice but to be. Even though there are times when you may take one step forward, but two steps back; make sure your feet are always moving.







     Has anyone ever noticed the difference between the way you feel when you crack open a book with crisp, new pages vs a book that is tattered, well used, and has all those creases on the corners of the pages? I always seem to get lost in a book easier when it is well used. Books seem to have their own story to tell just by how they look. It is just something I noticed when I started reading A Walk Across America. A book showing the aged colored pages not only apear more interesting but actually draw me to the book.







     FAVORITE QUOTES              

"There is an ecstacy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such a paradox of living, this ecstacy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This ecstacy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war-mad on the stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolf cry, straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him throught the moonlight. He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of is nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of time."-- page 49 




 The Call of the Wild is about a dog who faces many conflicts, both internal and external. Buck's first entounter with the law of Club and Fang, left him delerious and turned his known world upside down. He had never been beaten before, but soon realized that he was no match for a man, when man has a club. Throughout the book, Buck is driven litterally to the breaking point when pride is all he has left. Several men pass in and out of Buck's life, men of brutality, ignorance, courage, and love. A man, John Thorton, nurses Buck back to life after a deadly brutal beating by his previous owner. As time rolled on, Buck's strength returned and his love for John grew stronger than his will to survive. However, the call of Buck's ancestors is strong within his mind and soul but the love of a man restrains him like a rope around his neck. Every experience he has, cuts a strand of that rope untill Buck breaks free and realizes that the blood that runs through his veins, is the blood of the wolf.




The Call of the Wild was a very touching and heart wrenching story. I didn't want to put the book down; every time I turned a page, I  was astounded by the heart and determination an animal can have. I was crushed by the amount of cruelty and pain Buck endures. The love bestowed upon John Thorton by Buck made me think of past companions in my life. My uncle had a dog, a brother, named Doogin. Doogin was a giant dog and I remember curling up on the floor in front of the fire place with him on holiday mornings; I remember how I felt the first time I heard the story of how Doogin saved my uncle's life in a bear attack. But most of all I remember how I felt when I helped my uncle barry his best friend.


     My best childhood friend was an Alaskin Spits named Jasper. He had long, silky white hair and had been by my side since the day I was born untill we laid him to rest 3 years ago. At first Jasper was just a pall untill one day when he proved his loyalty to his family. One afternoon, my little brother, 3 at the time, was out playing in the front yard; as of course Jasper was watching over him from a distance. I remember watching from the front porch, seeing two golden retrievers tearing down the road and into our drive way, charging toward my helpless brother. Even thought the two dogs, were much larger than Jasper and out numbered him, he sprang to my brother's defense. Jasper fought vigorously not because he liked it, but because he was protecting someone he loved. By the time the fight was over, one of the dog's face was ripped to shreads and the other fled after Jasper sunk his teeth into its throat.


     Roman was a big, black lab to whom we saved from being put to sleep. His story started in Seattle with a family that loved him very much, the neighbor kids enjoyed picking on him and one day they took it too far. It was later in the evening, he was out in his yard when 3 pre teens trespassed to throw rocks and swing sticks at him. He broke under the preasure and bit one of the kids. The parent of the teens threatened to press charges if they didn't have the dog destroyed. My dad was working on the roof of a house across the street; overhearing the sherade, he went to see what was going on and agreed to take the dog. My family was in the process of moving to Idaho so my mom, brother, and I were already here. The family agreed in knowing that the dog was to be taken out of state and will have a new life in the country. At first he was really stand offish but soon came around. I think he knew that we had saved his life. One night, my family and I were in the living room watching a movie when all of the sudden, Roman started running around the house barking, growling, and snarling. My mom let him outside and he took off into the woods. My parents began to wonder what was going on when he hadn't returned. After about a half hour, the phone rang. It was some family friends that lived about half a mile away, my mom watched their kids for a couple hours every weekend. The two young kids were outside playing on the porch and their mom was out watering her garden when a cougar came running out of the trees toward them just as Roman came tearing around the house and leaped off the porch in an attempt to take on the animal and giving them a chance to get into the house. The kids' father grabbed his rifle and ran out on the porch, taking aim at the cat, shooting it down. Roman fled into the woods and they called my mom after recognizing the dog. My parents waited up for hours to see if Roman would show up and at about 1 am they heard scratching at the door. Roman was just sitting there, bleeding and full of puncture wounds. But after his wounds healed, Roman was an entirely new dog. He enjoyed running through the field with us kids, taking part in snowball fights and pulling our sleds, sleeping in the bath tube, and just getting lost in time.





But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil,

thou shalt not eat of it:

for in the day that thou eatest thereof

thou shalt surely die.


Genesis 2:17



Twighlight is an amazing and heart wrenching story of a forbidden love which strives to survive. Edward and Bella know that their passion for eachother runs deep, deeper then their fear; pushing their fears into the shadows. the intricate details will leave you breathless, laughing, and falling in love with the passion held between two beings; maybe even falling in love with Edward, the vampire, himself.  




     When Bella Swan moves to Forks, Washington to live with her father, she had no idea what was in store for her there. On her first day at Forks high school, Bella realizes that her life in Arizona is going to be completely opposite compared to her new life in Forks. While sitting at the lunch table with her new friends, Bella notices a small group of students sitting across the cafeteria. Unlike the others, they seemed to keep to themselves as if they were outsiders by choice, staying abroad. After a curious and seemingly rude encounter with one of these "outsiders", Edward Cullen, in her Biology class, Bella cannot help but question who these people are.


Upon Edward's return to school, after a few days of absence, he seems to show interest in Bella. After striking up conversation instead of showing her the cold shoulder, Bella begins to become more and more curious about he. One snowy day, Bella was walking to her truck after school when she heard screaching and turned to see a vehicle skidding in her direction. Before Bella's eyes, Edward appears in front of her and pushes the vehicle away with his hand. As the days go by, Bella gets more enthralled with Edward and vice versa. As the book goes on, a tragic yet magical love story flows and burns deep.




     Bella Swan is a very accident prone teenager. She is the type of girl that doesn't go to dances even if she is asked to go. Despite living in Arizona, Bella's complextion is rather pale but her love of the sun makes up for it. Therefore moving to the a little town where it rains constantly, all year round, Bella was all ready fairly pestamistic. When an unexpected, extraordinary man walks into her life, Bella cannot help but falling for him.


     Edward Cullen is a very mysterious individual. Even though he is cursed by a fate worse than death, a fate that labels him as a monster, Edward finds a light within the darkness, Bella. At first he is so drawn to her that it frightens him because he knows what he is capapble of and it takes every ounce of his being, to ignore his natural urges. Even though Edward is a great danger to Bella, he cannot bring himself to stay away from her. He tells her on several occasions that he does not want to be away from her but the more distant they are from eachother, the better. Edward turns agianst his natural instincts for he does not want be the monster he is capable of. Suffocating with a life of eternity, Edward wants nothing more than be with the girl he loves for forever. Edward's love for Bella burns so deep, he cannot take her "life" when it was only just begining.




's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistenin, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn't sleep. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal." (Pg. 260)






  • emanating





Twilight is literally the best book I have ever read. I could sit down and read this book for hours and not get enough of it. One day I didn't feel like doing anything so I just sat in bed all day reading, there was a point when I just busted out laughing like a sane person in a nut house and my mom couldn't figure out what was going on. The story of Edward and Bella's forbidden love signifies what every girl wants to find and share with a guy. I mean, Edward is every girl's dream and idal guy. He is the bad boy which no one can have, and the guy who trys so hard to be good. Edward is drawn to Bella and puts her above all others. Edward is the stupid lion who fell in love with a lamb, and even though he knows it would be best for Bella to stay away from her, they cannot bare to stay apart.







"Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk."(Pg. 117)



"Maybe there were all kins of ways to be reckless, and I only now had my eyes open to them." (Pg. 126)


"I was like a lost moon--my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation--that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behine, ignoring the laws of gravity." (Pg. 201)


"The smile broke across his face the way the sunrise set the clouds on fire, and I wanted to cut my tongue out. I hadn't said one word that was a lie, but I should have lied. The truth was wrong, it would hurt him. I would let him down." (Pg. 218)


"One thing I truely knew--knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest--was how love gave people someone the power to break you." (Pg. 219)


"There was nothing special about this place without him. I wasn't exactly sure what I'd hoped to feel here, but the meadow was empty of atmosphere, empty of everything, just like everywhere else. Just like my nightmares." (Pg. 234)



"Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made." (Pg. 340)




  • Kismet (Pg. 126)
  • Stoic (Pg. 301)
  • Coalescing (Pg. 325)
  • Percipice (Pg. 357)





     OMG, I loved this book! It wasn't as good as the first one, TWIGHLIGHT, but a close 2nd. It was heart wrenching how Edward left Bella in the begining, even if he did it with the best of intensions. I just don't understand how people think they know what is best for others. Edward leaves Bella in hopes of her moving on and having a chance at a "normal" human life; well if that isn't what Bella wants, then how could it be in her best interest?  







Comments (10)

paul bonnell said

at 6:42 am on Oct 20, 2008

Yes, the discovery of each day makes our lives interesting and nerve-wracking. Either way, we keep moving down the road because it stretches out in front of us, yes? It's curious to read writings from later in Kerouac's life (_The Desolation Angels_, on my page). They expose a person with less ebullience but more reflection and, perhaps, wisdom.

paul bonnell said

at 9:36 am on Dec 3, 2008

Alicia, you have some of the most personally reflective entries here. It's refreshing to see that you're going beyond, far beyond the "assignment" of the book to internalize the story of it. Jack London certainly evokes something primitive and visceral in _Call of the Wild_. You connect to that, and I think that anyone who reads London's books deeply will. I still remember the power of his short story "To Build a Fire" from 8th grade.

paul bonnell said

at 7:39 pm on Dec 7, 2008

Any more quotations? Vocabulary? Did you think of any other ways to connect visually?

Alicia H said

at 9:34 am on Jan 8, 2009

There weren't that many quotations that jumped out at me and as far as vocab, it was all pretty understandable lol.

Shayne H said

at 9:15 pm on Mar 2, 2009

i like the pic, especially how the colors have been dramatized. it makes for a really powerful image.

mrkevind said

at 12:28 am on Mar 9, 2009

First of all-- I can't get over the quote from Genesis. I utterly struck by this. Reality is clubbing me in the face. Did you just add the bible verse for effect or is there more meaning? To you? The book?

Alicia H said

at 8:45 am on Apr 15, 2009

Well the bible verse was actually written down in the book. The love between Bella Swan and Edward Cullen is resembled like the forbidden fruit. It is so desirable that it is irresisitable in the eyes of Bella and Edward; even though they know their love could end up destroying eachother physically and mentally.

Alicia H said

at 8:50 am on Apr 15, 2009

There is actually more comments for Twighlight but it will only let you view them in Edit mode

Alicia H said

at 1:07 pm on May 21, 2009

Omg I hate this thing. I love the concept of the idea behind the wiki pages but when it doesn't show all of your work, it kind of contradicts the concept now doesn't it.

Alicia H said

at 7:39 am on May 27, 2009

Ok so the whole community thing isn't working to well for me on myspace so I am gonna try it here. You all know its part of the final! HELP

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