March 2011
20 posts
“These moments were wondrous and divine, instances when the gossamer curtain...”
– Danielle Trussoni, Angelology (via libraryland)
“I shall have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love, love, love, above all....”
– Tom Stoppard (via wordpainting)
“When Scythrop grew up, he was sent, as usual, to a public school, where a little...”
– From Nightmare Abbey by Thomas Love Peacock (via thecracksareshowing)
“I needed to get familiar with sex, and it would be just as well to practise...”
– Read: Kazuo Ishiguro - Never Let Me Go (via lemonxiv)
“And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone’s way but my own. I...”
– Ralph Ellison from Invisible Man (via lovendchocolate)
Bad translator will butcher your language. →
twyllflameheart:
I know this isn’t a new concept at all, but that doesn’t mean it stopped me from fiddling around with this for a while. My favorite so far: I gave it the first stanza of this iconic Emily Dickinson poem:
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
And, 56 translations later, I got this gem:
I hope...
“Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.”
– http://quoteinvestigator.com/2010/11/08/writing-about-music/ (via hollow1x)
“This hobble of being alive is rather serious, don’t you think so?”
– Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles (via libraryland)
“My cousin Helen, who is in her 90s now, was in the Warsaw ghetto during World...”
– Neil Gaiman (via archangelsarefierce)
“You ought to set aside three hours every morning in which you write or do...”
– Flannery O’Connor (via writingadvice)
“Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and...”
– Jack Kerouac, whose birthday was Saturday. Happy belated birthday, Jack. Want to read his stuff? We have plenty of items to check out. (via nypl)
Succubus & Incubus
unboundthoughts:
In folklore traced back to medieval legend, a succubus (plural succubi) is a female demon appearing in dreams who takes the form of a human woman in order to seduce men.
An incubus (from the Latin, incubus, or “nightmare”; plural incubi) is a demon in male form who, according to a number of mythological and legendary traditions, lies upon sleepers, especially women.
“Have an attitude. Attitude is much more important than facts.”
– from “So Much Pretty” by Cara Hoffman (via tobeshelved)
Bohemia
trenchantashell:
Authors and actors and artists and such Never know nothing, and never know much. Sculptors and singers and those of their kidney Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney. Playwrights and poets and such horses’ necks Start off from anywhere, end up at sex. Diarists, critics, and similar roe Never say nothing, and never say no. People Who Do Things exceed my endurance; ...
February 2011
7 posts
“Oh, I’ve been so miserable all evening, because I was doing right. Now I’m doing...”
– Candida by George Bernard Shaw. (via cleanwhitepage)
“Oh, I’ve been so miserable all evening, because I was doing right. Now I’m doing...”
– Candida by George Bernard Shaw. (via cleanwhitepage)
“Oh, I’ve been so miserable all evening, because I was doing right. Now I’m doing...”
– Candida by George Bernard Shaw. (via cleanwhitepage)
January 2011
16 posts
neonloneliness:
earlyfrost:
You Must Be Out of...
“This is how it is at the end –
me lying in my bath
while the waters break,...”
– Pascale Petit, “What the Water Gave Me (IV)” (via aubade)
“[He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what...”
– 1984 by George Orwell [redux] (via the-final-sentence)
“That was a knife.
That was a grave.
That was a ship sailing through my heart.”
– Anne Sexton, from “The Death of Fathers” (via aubade)
“Soon she will have her Wizard of Oz moment, the rods and cones in here eyes...”
– The Ticking is the Bomb by Nick Flynn (via the-final-sentence)
awritersruminations:
Sylvia Plath reading an...
“Sorrow is so easy to express and yet so hard to tell.”
– Joni Mitchell (via aloneinmythoughts)
November 2010
1 post
October 2010
9 posts
“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance...”
– Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights (via kissingyoursister) (via thebrontes)
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning...”
– Revelation 21:4
(via aim-at-heaven)
“Well, every one can master grief but he that has it.”
– Shakespeare (via n3l)
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
– Emily Bronte - Wuthering Heights (via fatmalibu) (via thebrontes)
“Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (Everything is Illuminated) (via margarettttgrace)