May 2013
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September 2012
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August 2012
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It’s an infinite game that strangles all decisions in Italy, mortifies...
– Pierluigi Battista
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This is what I mean when I say I would like to swim against the stream of time:...
– If on a winter’s night a traveler, Italo Calvino
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What Beatrice had done with her face, actually, was what any plain girl could...
– The Sirens of Titan, Kurt Vonnegut
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July 2012
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June 2012
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To be silent the whole day long, see no newspaper, hear no radio, listen to no...
– Henry Miller
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Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything godlike about God, it...
– Henry Miller, Sexus.
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Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when...
– Henry Miller
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I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your...
– Charles Bukowski (via seabois)
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But when he’s gone
Me and them lonesome blues collide
The bed’s...
– Joni Mitchell, My Old Man
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May 2012
12 posts
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…darkness thristily surrounding them, seemed eager to imbibe more and more...
– The Last Man, Mary Shelley.
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My dearest Mary, wherefore hast thou gone,
And left me in this dreary world...
– Percy Shelley
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…my eyes fixed on the earth as on a chessboard, coldly hatching my plans,...
– Samuel Beckett, Molloy.
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My pleasure was not my sole consideration, but it was a consideration!
– Samuel Beckett, Molloy.
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A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
– Italo Calvino
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You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number...
– Milan Kundera
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She felt, as she felt so often with Murphy, spattered with words that went dead...
– Samuel Beckett
April 2012
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There has to be one, it seems, once there is speech, no need of a story, a story...
– Samuel Beckett, Texts for Nothing.
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Just imagine living in a world without mirrors. You’d dream about your...
– Immortality, Milan Kundera
March 2012
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February 2012
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