People need people. It has nothing to do with sex.

Does anyone remember the movie Singles?

Does anyone remember me lending it to them? I think it's about time that person returned it to me. It's been five years now and . . . well, that's crossing the line into theft. I here quote The Vice Guide to Everything on borrowing:

Stop borrowing shit. We forget that we loaned it to you and then when we really need it, we have no idea where it is. Then we end up having to go out and buy a new one. If you like Husbands and Wives, go rent it. You don't need this particular copy. And what's with asking to borrow porn?

Oh, Singles. I watched that 'cause I heard how Eddie Vedder and Jeff Ament and Stone Gossard had bit parts in it, and so did Chris Cornell, and that Alice in Chains are playing in one scene. If I can glean one line from it that I have never forgotten, it'll be this: "People need people. It has nothing to do with sex. Well, maybe forty percent."

While I was looking through an old journal to see if I'd scribbled that line down somewhere I found something in a similar vein that moved me once and has moved me since. It's an excerpt from a letter from Wilfred Owen to Sigfried Sassoon. Both Owen and Sassoon fought in World War One; the latter survived. He's the one who received this letter from the trenches:

Someday I must tell you how we sang, shouted, whistled and danced through the dark lanes through Colinton: and how we laughed till the meteors showered around us, and we fell calm under the winter stars. And some of us saw the pathway of the spirits for the first time. And seeing it so far above us, and feeling the good road so safe beneath us, we praised God with louder whistling; and knew we loved one another as no men love for long.*

Notes
Wow. I just posted something that referenced Wilfred Owen, Singles, and the Vice Guide to Everything. I'm very confused and impressed.