Will Anderson
Will Anderson
Lead singer of the pop-rock group Parachute, the group known for songs like "She is Love."
ProfessionPop Singer
Date of Birth5 May 1986
CitySacramento, CA
struggle fighting animal
In youth there are always two forces fighting in people. The warm unthinking little animal struggles against the thing that reflects and remembers
sadness young
He thought about himself and to the young that always brings sadness.
running hands apples
On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected. They look like the knuckles of Doctor Reefy's hands. One nibbles at them and they are delicious. Into a little round place at the side of the apple has been gathered all its sweetness. One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them. Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.
sadness boys men
From being quite sure of himself and his future he becomes not at all sure. If he be an imaginative boy a door is torn open and for the first time he looks out upon the world, seeing, as though they marched in procession before him, the countless figures of men who before his time have come out of nothingness into the world, lived their lives and again disappeared into nothingness. The sadness of sophistication has come to the boy.
beautiful summer writing
From the place by the railing at the edge of the tracks on the summer evening I return across the city to my own room. I am vividly aware of my own life that escaped the winter on the boat. How many such lives I have lived. Then I only made a dollar and a half a day and now I sometimes make more than that in a few minutes. How wonderful to be able to write words. ... Again I begin the endless game of reconstructing my own life, jerking it out of the shell that dies, striving to breathe into it beauty and meaning. ... I wonder why my life, why all lives, are not more beautiful.
faces use impossible
It is no use. I find it impossible to work with security staring me in the face.
death people born
Friends you have, people you love, die and are born again.
writing absurdity
The writing of words can lead to all sorts of absurdities.
lonely two darkness
In that high place in the darkness the two oddly sensitive human atoms held each other tightly and waited. In the mind of each was the same thought. "I have come to this lonely place and here is this other," was the substance of the thing felt.
writing happened ifs
If I can write everything out plainly, perhaps I will myself understand better what has happened.
country dog children
It is apparent that nations cannot exist for us. They are the playthings of children, such toys as children break from boredom and weariness. The branch of a tree is my country. My freedom sleeps in a mulberry bush. My country is in the shivering legs of a little lost dog.
money writing adventure
I feel that I am writing out of a full life. I am a rich man, rich in men known, in adventures had. I am rich with living.
knowledge writing men
I am constantly amazed at how little painters know about painting, writers about writing, merchants about business, manufacturers about manufacturing. Most men just drift.
fighting self disease
The disease we all have and that we have to fight against all our lives is ... the disease of self ...