This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
A man's character is his fate.
Man dies of cold, not of darkness.
I was attracted to 'Half of a Yellow Sun' because of the story.
The poet is like the earth's shadow. The sun moves, and the poet writes something down.
Like some kind of particularly tenacious vampire the short story refuses to die, and seems at this point in time to be a wonderful length for our generation.
Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.
The poet begins where the man ends. The man's lot is to live his human life, the poet's to invent what is nonexistent.
'Darkest Before Dawn,' the short film, is basically the film of a man who faces the darkness when his back is against the wall and just about how miracles come in all forms, and even in your darkest times, it comes.
You want a story? Read 'Gone With the Wind'. These aren't stories. They're joke books. The whole thing of a beginning, a middle and an end has been done to death.
Every man casts a shadow; not his body only, but his imperfectly mingled spirit. This is his grief. Let him turn which way he will, it falls opposite to the sun; short at noon, long at eve. Did you never see it?