January 2012
3 posts
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For years, a certain strain of indie rock had taken a nearly perverse...
– Richard Beck, On Pitchfork, n+1, Fall 2011, p. 182
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December 2011
1 post
But his entire life was set up as a correction of his father’s life…
– Jonathan Franzen, The Corrections, p. 179
August 2011
2 posts
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Shouldn’t it have lasted longer—the mix of loneliness and lust and...
– Lorrie Moore, “Which Is More Than I Can Say About Some People,” Birds of America, p. 28
June 2011
3 posts
1 tag
sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place and, like, hurt.
– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest, p. 203
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Day to day I have to make all sorts of choices about what is good and important...
– David Foster Wallace, “A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again”
May 2011
2 posts
the soul’s certainty that the day will have to be not traversed but sort...
– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest, p. 46
April 2011
1 post
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sunny sunday, happy feet, and favorite words
nugatory: adj. trifling; invalid
overweening: adj. presumptuous; arrogant; overbearing
prevaricate: v. to quibble; evade the truth
insouciant: adj. indifferent; lacking concern or care
jocose: adj. fond of joking; jocular; playful
inveigle: v. to win over by flattery or coaxing
limn: v. to draw; describe
froward: adj. stubbornly contrary; obstinately disobedient
I love a word that sounds...
March 2011
7 posts
3 tags
I thought of all the longing, the pain, the letters (sent and unsent), the...
– Erica Jong, Fear of Flying, p. 200
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What a group! Severe, suicidal, strange. Where was the female Chaucer? One lusty...
– Erica Jong, Fear of Flying, p. 109-110
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Really, I thought, sometimes I would like to have a child. A very wise and witty...
– Erica Jong, Fear of Flying, p. 51
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You were, for me, that night, everything I always dreamt of in life.
– Before Sunset (2004)
advice for other people
It was too good to pass up so you went for it.
Bingo. Let’s ride. Screw the blizzard and the rattlesnakes, this whiskey tastes so good I’m going to keep riding till I fall off my horse.
So now, in dealing with the aftermath, what I would want to hear you say is that it was worth it, that she was magnificent, that what you had with her was magical and priceless and unforgettable,...
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
– Pablo Neruda
4 tags
the ways we go
I had an epiphany this morning while walking through Grand Central Station. As usual, I was cutting a way through the sea of disorienting people, some going too slow, stopping and looking, unsure of which corridor or staircase or escalator to head toward, some changing their mind mid-stride and turning around, some wheeling their luggage or pushing their stroller obtrusively over my path, some...
February 2011
4 posts
And so, the wild and crazy kisser who actually broke your front tooth, which...
– http://www.villagevoice.com/2011-02-09/news/dear-single-women-of-nyc-it-s-not-them-it-s-you/
January 2011
1 post
2 tags
♥
Saturday night at Union Hall. Bocce ball, Left Hand Milk Stout, and you.
December 2010
2 posts
inured: adj. accustomed to accept something undesirable
– thanks, Zakia!
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At some indefinite passage in night’s sonorous score, it also came to her...
– Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49, p. 95
October 2010
3 posts
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death will probably be like breaking up with...
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Déjà vu, French for ‘already seen.’ This fleeting experience happens...
– David Myers, Psychology
September 2010
1 post
August 2010
6 posts
3 tags
a vignette of some emotions
You learn the most from the relationships that are the most difficult because they make you question and think and work. If you are friends with somebody you’ve known since 9th grade, does that mean your relationship will remain in that juvenile state even when you’re adults? Are people and the bonds that connect them able to evolve at the same rate and in the same way? So you grow,...
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We’re on a dead planet like the moon, where we must move, but dare not...
– Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, p. 579 - still prescient and a sign of our time.
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He felt the start of a current that cut his breath for a moment, then went...
– Atlas Shrugged, at its most dramatic and passionate moments, can often resemble either a harlequin romance or soap opera (p. 520).
July 2010
11 posts
1 tag
‘Mr. Readen,’ said Francisco, his voice solemnly calm, ‘if you...
– Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, p. 422
Glamour puss!
– Rebel Without a Cause (1955)
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The hours ahead, like all her nights with him, would be added, she thought, to...
– Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, p. 367
Report from LA
Danielle: Hella asian kids on the beach right now with buckets looking for fish. YES!!!
Me: Why???
Overheard on street walking home
Man on bike speeding through red light: thank you!
Old lady crossing street who let him pass: it's your life!
Sausagehead!
– Delicatessen (1991)
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days—three such...
– keats (via jenna2step)
You smile when you frown
June 2010
5 posts
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She slid down to seat herself against the wall, so we were arranged like clock...
– Jonathan Lethem, Motherless Brooklyn, p. 210
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If I didn’t stem my syndrome’s needs I would never clear a space in...
– Jonathan Lethem, Motherless Brooklyn, p. 127