March 2012
43 posts
February 2012
46 posts
btw:
littlepotato:
i am very disappointed in the fact that we are all here fighting every morning and clawing through our days for a job—or a better job, or a degree—when all we really want is to be with the people we love and play with our dogs in the park and eat pizza and talk about books we like and dance around like weirdos and look at the ocean and trees.
NY TIMES: Once-dead and bailed-out A.I.G.... →
why doesn’t anything make sense anymore.
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“At this time, many young Iranians all over this world are watching us, and I...”
– Iranian film director ASGHAR FARHADI, on accepting his Academy Award for Best Foreign Film, A Separation (via inothernews)
“When the monotony inherent in all perfection is added to the perfected blandness...”
– Did I really just read this right? Should I be mad? Or is it funny? I’m just trying to read different opinions about Courbet’s piece, Woman With a Parrot.
haven’t written a formal paper about paradise lost in a while; this might be difficult.
and it’s due tomorrow morning? cool.
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“The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation”
– T. S. Eliot: Four Quartets, “The Dry Salvages” (via triadic)
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“o sun which clears all mists from troubled sight,
such joy attends your rising...”
– dante alighieri, the inferno (canto xi.31-33). (via littlepotato)
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i'll make this nonsense post instead of re-reading...
been feeling like a fucking kid lately, walking around in too big shoes, trying to read the lips of everyone around me, trying to emulate ”adult-ness” — or to at least say something, think of something. but my mind’s been so blank lately. all i can think of is riding in a car with my dad six years ago when i was mad at him and staring at my feet on the dashboard and him...
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Stephen Sondheim on Leonard Bernstein
Terry Gross: Did you learn anything working with Bernstein and watching him work?
Stephen Sondheim: Oh, sure. A great deal. Yes. Mainly I learned something about courage. I learned – Lenny was never afraid to make big mistakes. He was never afraid to fall off the top rung of the ladder and I learned by implication that the worst thing you can do is fall off a low rung. If you're going to make a mistake, make a huge one.
What is wrong with me
In the past month I’ve lost:
1. My favorite red J. Crew blazer
2. My copy of Paradise Lost
3. My Nalgene
4. My best friend
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“Those were the years I developed my hunger for stories about the outer dark,...”
– Mean Little Deaf Queer, Terry Galloway
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Words with friends
“muthafucka pulled out a titanic on me”
“I think.” Nietzsche cast doubt on this assertion dictated by a grammatical...”
– Milan Kundera in Testaments Betrayed, discussing the meaning of the various prose styles developed by Franz Kafka, Ernest Hemingway, and Friedrich Nietzsche, and how technical details like paragraph structure and the use of semicolons express deeper elements of an author’s thought and purpose.
Good...
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New photos up on my Flickr .. If yer interested. Real old shit.
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Me: I love the English language.
Sarah: You're about to eat a sandwich?
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The lightbulb in my room died last week and I haven’t replaced it yet, so I’m typing this on my iPhone instead of writing it in my journal. Nevertheless, yesterday was my first day without you, after a strange day of eating a lot of food, buying cheap beer and chatting with an old friend from high school. We later made our way to a friend of a friend who needed a ride to the party,...
Too. Much. Pizza
Dying.
“How do our lives ravel out into the no-wind, no-sound, the weary gestures...”
– American Roulette:
—William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying
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“Thus with the year
Seasons return; but not to me returns
Day, or the sweet...”
– John Milton, Paradise Lost (III, 40-50)