March 2012
I am well and weaving things
that will eventually change this scene.
– Robert Adamson, from “The Landscape” (via the-final-sentence)
Summer is over and
we part, like eyelids,
like clams opening.
–
Robert Hass, “Basho: A Departure”
(via the-final-sentence)
If you stand
there long enough the air will thicken
with dusk and...
– Philip Levine, from “How to Get There” (via proustitute)
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The problem, often not discovered until late in life, is that when you look for...
– Neil Degrasse Tyson, in an AMA on reddit, responding to a young man who asked how to find motivation in life. (via missmala)
February 2012
Don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose.
– C.S Lewis (St. Augustine)
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[What is the carol for that?
Is it the song of nevertheless,
or of the empire...
– Jack Gilbert, from “What Song Should We Sing” (via the-final-sentence)
Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it...
– Anthony Bourdain (via emotional-algebra)
Then the music takes us, the music rolls away the years, and we dance.
– Stephen King, 11.22.63 (thank you, jonscofer)
You can lose your way groping among the shadows of the past. It’s...
– Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night
“What is human memory?” Manning asked. He gazed at the air as he spoke, as...
– arthur c. clarke
(memory is) A strange echo, which stores its replicas according to some other...
– julio cortazar.
In the end, nothing else differentiates me from the people among whom I pass my...
– Jean Amery- At The Mind’s Limits: Contemplations By A Survivor On Auschwitz And Its Realities. (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
A dancer who relies upon the doubtful comforts of human love can never be a...
– Boris Lermontov (Anton Walbrook). The Red Shoes. (via alltherestispropaganda)
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We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in...
– Cesare Pavese, The Burning Brand: Diaries, 1935-1950
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The time is ripe for looking back over the day, the week, the year, and trying...
– Frederick Buechner, A Room Called Remember: Uncollected Pieces
Though I play at the edges of knowing,
truly I know
our part is not knowing,...
– Mary Oliver, from “Bone” (via the-final-sentence)
[Tatie was dead. There was nothing Paul could possibly do for me except let me...
– Paula McLain, The Paris Wife (thank you, pinkcloudpaper)
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over.
And what did I see I had...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Wild Swans” (via proustitute)
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Memory is a mirror that scandalously lies
– Julio Cortazar
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Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I...
– Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami
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A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away
– Eudora Welty
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Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. Solid flesh can never...
– Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
inothernews:
If there’s one thing I appreciate about Glee, it’s the cast’s ability to make us realize that even lightly-regarded pop music has some decent lyrics when enhanced by great vocals and not drowned out by instruments.
Of all your old photographs, I wanted
this one for its becoming. I think
you...
– Gabeba Baderoon, from “Old Photographs” (via proustitute)
[A miracle, just take a look around:
the world is everywhere.]
An additional...
– Wisława Szymborska, from “A Miracle” (via the-final-sentence)