Art?

The other day I was reading Nathaniel Hawthorne's Young Goodman Brown, and Edgar Allan Poe's The Fall of the House of Usher. Last night at the dinner table I mentioned what I had been reading, and said I did not know why people considered such depressing stories classics. My brother was quick to point out that this was a good example of art vs. Entertainment. That if we read just to be entertainment then by all means we should just read books that made us happy. But if we read to for the art of the book such as how it was written, subject mater, and point of view (to name a few things to look for) we need to not shun books that we don't enjoy. I understand what he was saying but still I can't help from wondering why couldn't the authors have written on a little lighter subject. Or could have given my minds eye a break by every once in a while focusing on a flower or the person remembering a song their mother use to sing to them.
I ask you my fellow bloggers am I wrong in my thoughts? Have you ever wished the same? Do think it is more effective the way the stories are written? Please let your computer keys be heard.

Just so you know

I am still alive (though some my think not), and busy doing, you guessed it, school I will be so glad when I am done for the summer. Not that I don't love learning but now that it is warm outside I find it harder to concentrate on my math. Specking of summer it makes me think of what I am going to do with the summer (not like it's under my control but I can always dream) my mind is turning over a few things. One of them is working at a camp all summer. I would like to hear what you all fellow bloggers would like to do this summer. So please tell.

What is in a face?

Yesterday I saw my friends, they were laughing I asked them what was so funny.
They said they figured out who the Phantom Of the Opera should have been. I asked who and they said ...Bob Dylan. They said he would have been a scary phantom and they said Penny would have screamed when he took off his mask.
I ask you what is in a face? Don't get me wrong I'll be the first one to say I don't think Bob Dylan is the most handsome man alive. And I don't apprectate his singing but have you ever stopped to read the words he has written to his songs? You can see him you can see his heart. Where on the other hand someone like Josh Groban is one of my favorite people to hear sing, but in his songs you see so little of him of his heart what his passion is what he dislikes about this world.
It makes me think back to the end of this last year I was watching Cyrano de Bersiac with some of my friends in the movie Cyrano is head over heels for a very pretty young lady. Cyrano is very good with words and is very learned. But Cyrano won't tell her how he feels because Cyrano happens to have a rather large nose. So the young lady falls in love, on sight alone, with a very handsome young man and wants to talk to him but the young man is a little dense. But Cyrano the master of words saves the young mans day by writing love letters for him. After time the young lady realizes she loves the heart of the words not the nice looking face. All that to say why do we put so much on how one looks should we not look for who they are? What their heart is.

It is a lesson the young lady in the movie leared and one I hope we all learn.

Here I am

So here I am in Blog world. As my first post I thought
I would share part of a poem I recently found.

I would be giving, and forget the gift.
I would be humble, for I know my weakness;
I would look up - and love - and lift.
My Creed by Howard Arnold Walter