January 2011
46 posts
“In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.”
– Charles Bukowski
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David: You could’ve dressed.
Claire: I couldn’t.
David: The rest of us managed.
Claire: The rest of you win.
waldosia
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
“It’s no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You’ve got to stick to it...”
– D.H. Lawrence
“She tells me that at least when she was younger she felt lost in her own special...”
– Douglas Coupland
My apartment in new york is the size of a shoe box My LA apartment is a tiny bit bigger, its the size of a hat box I really like small confined areas, not only because i prefer to live modestly but because I find them creatively stimulating. My dream would be to live in a hollowed out tree. I guess you would say each place has a Victorian library feel, old family photos, red walls, taxidermy, some...
Happiness
I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness. And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men. They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though I was trying to fool with them And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Desplaines river And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their...
Little Birds by Neutral Milk Hotel
...
“Sometimes I don’t feel very social and I just go to sleep.”
– Ezra Koenig
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“She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had...”
– J.D. Salinger
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“Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.”
– Nicole Krauss
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Funeral Song by Minks
quite in love with
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“But it’s the truth even if it didn’t happen.”
– Ken Kesey
Comptine d’un autre été: L’après-midi...
“I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead...”
– D.H. Lawrence
“How wonderful to be alive,” he thought. “But why does it always...”
– Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak
raising-romulus asked: Your tumblr and blog are so gorgeous, I just thought I'd say.
Hope your year is off to a good start
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Hope your year is off to a good start
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Interviewer: Your last album was called The Black and White Album, which sounds like you’re filling the gap between the Beatles and Jay-Z, which is a very ambitious thing to do. So my first question to the Hives is, when was the last moment of self-doubt you had?
Pelle: Maybe not that long ago. They don’t come often, but it feels like maybe…I was going to have a waffle today--
Interviewer: A waffle?
Pelle: And I was doubting whether I should have a waffle or not. And I finally decided not to eat the waffle.
Interviewer: Because you were afraid of putting on some weight?
Pelle: No, I didn’t really feel it was going to be as tasty as I wanted it to be.
Watchlove this with all my heart
Northanger Abbey
Henry: As far as I have had opportunity of judging, it appears to me that the usual style of letter-writing among women is faultless, except in three particulars. Catherine: And what are they?
Henry: A general deficiency of subject, a total inattention to stops, and a very frequent ignorance of grammar.
Henry, how I love thee
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