May 2013
4 posts
“these are the days that bind us.”
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April 2013
6 posts
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“My candle burns at both ends.
It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and...”
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
“and love insists, like gravity.”
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March 2013
6 posts
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“I’ve been reading a canto
of Dante each night. Each night,
line by line, I...”
– Hell- Mark Tredinnick
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“When a girl feels that she is perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that...”
– Bernice Bobs Her Hair- F. Scott Fitzgerald
February 2013
13 posts
“the desire of the moth for the star,
of the night for the morrow.”
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“Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75.”
– Benjamin Franklin
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“I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days - three such...”
– John Keats
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January 2013
13 posts
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“He cared only about people: he was scarcely conscious about places except for...”
– Tender is the Night- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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England
was like a rich man after a disastrous orgy, who makes it up to the household by chatting with them individually, when it is obvious to them that he is only trying to get back his self respect in order to usurp his former power.
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“and makes one little room an everywhere.”
– John Donne.
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““Writing is not a searching about in the daily experience for apt similes...”
– William Carlos Williams.
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The best things in life make you
sweaty.
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December 2012
24 posts
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Scandinavia
I think I could be happy there, north of fame, in light unbroken; blending the imagined hours’ horizons into sky, sky through soft-heaped fields, unclaimed, their rims forever reforming at the wind’s deft caprice. I could try
to live as a glass of water, utterly clear and somehow restrained, a sip that tells you nothing but perpetuates the being-there; could sit, lie, settle down, the white of...
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“I took out my phone and stabbed at the buttons. No signal. No one to call. But...”
– The Stone Gods
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