“When I lie on the beach there naked, which I do sometimes, and I feel the wind coming over me and I see the stars up above. And I am looking into this very deep, indescribable night, it is something that escapes my vocabulary to describe. Then I think, God, I have no importance, whatever I do or don’t do, or what anybody does, is not more important than the grains of sand that I am lying on, or the coconut that I am using for my pillow. So I really don’t think in the long sense.”
— Marlon Brando
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tiger, tiger burning bright …
“When I lie on the beach there naked, which I do sometimes, and I feel the wind coming over me and I see the stars up above. And I am looking into this very deep, indescribable night, it is something that escapes my vocabulary to describe. Then I think, God, I have no importance, whatever […]
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I can dig the sentiment, but Brando lying naked on a beach with his head propped on a coconut is not a scene I want to stumble upon while night fishing.
What HST would call “bad craziness in the sand pile” or something.
It’d make a good Blakean woodcut, no?
Yes, gotta admit you have a point there. A beached Brando would be a jarring thing to stumble across.
‘gotta wonder how many times that well meaning folks rolled him back into the surf…
i still like the sentiment tho.
Yeah, I read that anecdote in paper, too, but the poetry of the scene was obliterated by the imagined sight of a mound of geriatric flesh that’s never seen the sun. Marlon Brando naked any time after 1962 is a horrific prospect.