September 2011
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Joe Boulton, "Adult Situations"
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These moves we make To do and un- Do each other Must be lovely From a distance.
Such a music, Such a twilight, A surfacing, A sense of style. No end to it.
The white hotels We check into Keep standing. They Survive each blond Who comes and goes.
Cities go on. The lights go on In cities. Cars Go to the sea. The sea goes on.
What’s left of us Lasts in what is ...
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J’ai souffert souvent, je me suis trompé quelques fois, mais j’ai aimé. C’est...
– Alfred de Musset (via seelenlos)
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The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are...
– Fernando Pessoa (via interneiti)
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The reason I will never buy an eReader.
This truly breaks my heart
I pledge to read the printed word
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Post-modernism is arguably the most depressing philosophy ever to spring from...
– Kalle Lasn (via human-voices)
Richard Siken - The Long and Short of It →
“I’ve been rereading your story. I think it’s about me in a way that might not be flattering, but that’s okay. We dream and dream of being seen as we really are and then finally someone looks at us and sees us truly and we fail to measure up. Anyway: story received, story included. You looked at me long enough to see something mysterious under all the gruff and bluster. Thanks. Sometimes you get...
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Murakami and Individualism →
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This week, The New Yorker publishes “Town of Cats,” an excerpt from the new novel, “IQ84,” by Haruki Murakami. Murakami’s fiction has appeared regularly in magazine since 1990, when his first short story, “TV People,” was published. “Town of Cats” is about the relationship between Tengo, a man in his thirties, and his father, who is suffering from dementia and is a patient at a...
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Apparat - The Devil's Walk (release date 27th of... →
The perfect autumn music. I don’t even care if it’s what they call too mainstream. I just love it.
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Suljet hänet syliisi ja kuiskaat: En halua lähteä. Sanot sen uudestaan: En halua...
– Paul Auster - Näkymätön
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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
(via forbiddenalleys)
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The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.
– e. e. cummings
(via nocternity)
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