February 2012
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The electric things have their life too. Paltry as those lives are.
– Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
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Reader, I married him.
– Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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The ultimate decision will be made by Time.
– Ford Madox Ford
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The underlying bureaucratic key is the ability to deal with boredom. To breathe,...
– David Foster Wallace, The Pale King
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when god lets my body be
by e. e. cummings
when god lets my body be From each brave eye shall sprout a tree fruit that dangles therefrom the purpled world will dance upon Between my lips which did sing a rose shall beget the spring that maidens whom passion wastes will lay between their little breasts My strong fingers beneath the snow Into strenuous birds shall go my love walking in the grass their wings...
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It was my love that did us both to death.
– Sylvia Plath, Electra on Azalea Path
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You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
– C. S. Lewis
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A little overflowing word
by Emily Dickinson
A little overflowing word That any, hearing, had inferred For Ardor or for Tears, Though Generations pass away, Traditions ripen and decay, As eloquent appears —
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What role does dance play in acts of public ceremony? How does ritual impact the physical form? Here the artist LEGACY pays homage to the traditional Japanese Obon ceremony, made suddenly familiar to a Western mainland audience in its juxtaposition to the gestures of contemporary hip-hop culture.
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There is an inverse relationship between imagination and money.
– Alan Moore
At Home and Abroad
lareviewofbooks:
HEATHER HAVRILESKY, ELIZABETH ROSNER, and ROBIN RUSSIN on new works of fiction by Krys Lee, Susan Sherman, and Allison Burnett.
Memory Railroad, Oil on Canvas © Lee Guk Hyun
HEATHER HAVRILESKY Believers Krys Lee Drifting House Viking Adult, February 2012. 224 pp. Was it right to leave? Was it wrong to stay? Are we better off here, or there? These are the questions that...
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Awake at night...
by Matsuo Bashō, trans. Robert Haas
Awake at night— the sound of the water jar cracking in the cold.
(via proustitute)
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Animal smell is beyond philosophy.
– Kōbō Abe
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I could wish for nothing more than to die for a childish dream in which I truly...
– Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
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nyrbclassics:
The Fantastic Flying Books of Morris Lessmore was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Animated Short Film, and has rapidly been circulating through the book world. We like to think that we are doing a similar job: finding books a happy home, and brightening the lives of their readers.
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Unreturning
by Emily Dickinson
‘T was such a little, little boat That toddled down the bay! ‘T was such a gallant, gallant sea That beckoned it away!
‘T was such a greedy, greedy wave That licked it from the coast; Nor ever guessed the stately sails My little craft was lost!