November 2010
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“I deserve that, don’t I, some sort of blazing love that I can live with.”
– ~ Sylvia Plath, 26 February 1956
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“The world’s beauty is in soap bubbles, little specks of dust, galaxy shards,...”
– ~ Ophelia Blooming
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“Nancy waded out to her own rocks and searched her own pools and let that couple...”
– Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
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Romeo and Juliet | Richard Brautigan
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat If you will bring the soap I will bring the bleach.
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The Quiet World | Jeffrey McDaniel
In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long distance lover and proudly say I only used...
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You Know, I Think More And More Often | Tadeusz...
You know, I think more and more often that I should go back. Maybe I’ll meet you. And happiness? Happiness is being sad together. So I look through the moonlit window and listen. Nothing. A breeze stirs somewhere. Alone among the leaves - the moon. Like a golden wheel it rolls above the windblown leaves. Such moons, only paler, shone over the Wisla. Even the Big Dipper on its course stops in...
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Textbook Statistics | Arkaye Kierulf
On average, 5 people are born every second and 1.78 die. So we’re ahead by 3.22, which is good, I think. The average person will spend two weeks in his life waiting for the traffic light to change. Pubescent girls wait two to four years for the tender lumps under their nipples to grow. So the average adult has over 1,460 dreams a year, laughs 15 times a day. Children, 385 more times. So the...
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Forgetting Someone | Yehuda Amichai
Forgetting someone is like forgetting to turn off the light in the backyard so it stays lit all the next day But then it is the light that makes you remember.
The masters of information have forgotten about...
“If you are a writer you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and, no matter...”
– Joyce Carol Oates (via awaitanothervoice)
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“Childhood is a land entirely independent of everything. The only land where...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters on Life
