January 2009
43 posts
“ Plenty of people are on to the emptiness, but it takes real guts to see the...”
– Revolutionary Road (via filmquotes) (via f1shnets)
Jan 31st
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“Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and...”
– Joan Didion (via heartliketwigs) (via smut-to-go) (via f1shnets) Hmmm….what context is this in? It sounds odd.
Jan 23rd
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Every once in a while...
52books: I think to myself, “Self, this book is too good and if you read it too fast your brain might explode. Go slow.” So that’s what I do.
Jan 22nd
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“I am learning all the time. The tombstone will be my diploma.”
– Eartha Kitt (via kari-shma) (via f1shnets)
Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
Simon & Garfunkel - A Poem on the underground wall
And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding The poem across the tracks rebounding Shadowed by the exit light His legs take their ascending flight To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night. Just genius……
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Jan 17th
“And by the way, everything in life is writeable about if you have the outgoing...”
– Sylvia Plath
Jan 17th
“Kathy, I’m lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping I’m empty...”
– Simon and Garfunkel - America
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The Owl and the Pussycat - Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, ‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!’ Pussy said to the Owl, ‘You elegant fowl! ...
Jan 10th
Jan 10th
“I want to write books that unlock the traffic jam in everybody’s head.”
– John Updike
Jan 10th
“Every word born of an inner necessity - writing must never be anything else.”
– Etty Hillesum
Jan 10th
Paul Simon - A Simple Desultory Philippic
I was Union Jacked, Kerouac'd John Birched, stopped and searched Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind I've been Ayn Randed, nearly branded Communist 'cos I'm lefthanded: That's the hand they use, well, never mind! I've been Walt Disneyed, Dis Disleyed John Lennoned, Krishna Menoned Walter Brennan punched out Cassius Clay I've heard the truth from Lenny Bruce and all my wealth won't buy me...
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Jan 7th
Vashti Bunyan has the most wonderful voice…. it’s like therapy.
Jan 6th
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Jan 4th
“When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re...”
– Fight Club
Jan 3rd
“With insomnia, nothing’s real. Everything’s far away,...”
– Fight Club
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Esther Ofarim song
Carry me with you in a dance (english translation) Carry me with you in a dance , in a dance excite every capillary in me that has fallen asleep let me get drunk of my man the blood will sing again in me Let me light again a light that shined and was dulled let me wake the voice that was played in me and became silent.  Give my soul, my soul, a wing this carried me to the sky give me strength...
Jan 1st
Jan 1st
hellovagina: I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only ‘yesterday’ and ‘tomorrow’ still had any meaning for me. — Albert Camus, The Stranger
Jan 1st