February 2012
33 posts
“By any measure, it was endless
winter. Emulsions with
Then...”
– Ben Lerner, [By any measure] (via grammatolatry)
“I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day.”
– Jean-Paul Sartre (via moldavia)
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“So the days pass and I ask myself sometimes whether one is not hypnotised, as a...”
– Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 28 November 1928 (via proustitute; part of Proust’s birthday)
therestisbullshit:
I keep going, staring into the abyss, and wonder if there’s some halfway point out in the Pacific, perhaps the same spot they say the international date line is, where a wall like this, only thousands of feet deeper, divides the earth into two distinct pieces, I wonder if anyone has ever tried to pull herself down to see if there’s a doorway there, somewhere, and I want to...
“That is why the better part of our memory exists outside ourselves, in a blatter...”
– Marcel Proust, À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
“There is nothing, there is
nothing. And by this you mean something
specific. ...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
sleepingtigers:
That the cliche ‘I don’t know who I am’ unfortunately turns out to be more than a cliche. That if enough people in a silent room are drinking coffee it is possible to make out the sound of steam coming off the coffee. That sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place, and, like, hurt. That you will become less concerned with what other people think about you when you...
“I think it’s really important to go to your room and sit there. I couldn’t mean...”
– Stephen Dunn (via proustitute)
tamburina:
“Empty-handed I entered the world Barefoot I leave it. My coming, my going — Two simple happenings That got entangled.”
—
Kozan Ichikyo, died February 12, 1360, at 77
(from Japanese Death Poems, edited by Yoel Hoffmann)
January 2012
28 posts
“I feel the dead in the cold of violets
And that great vagueness in the moon.
...”
– Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen | “I Feel the Dead” trans. by Ruth Fainlight
(via ekphora.blogspot.com)
“you are glad the secret
of being awake
belongs to you
listen I will tell you...”
– Matthew Zapruder | excerpt from “Hello Quiet Protected Night” in the Winter 2012 Explosion-Proof issue (via evoketheforms)
“From the garden rose the sound of bees
that lurched and wobbled through the...”
– Michael Lavers, Coda (via grammatolatry)
“It is still news to her that passion
could steer her wrong
though she went...”
– diane di prima (via fffffaux)
“I miss you because memory
is a kind editor.
The past is a long scroll and
in...”
– Cory Mesler, Return Key (via grammatolatry)