May 2013
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“So what can they tell us, the writers of dream books, the scholars of oneiric...”
– Wisława Szymborska, from “Dreams” (translated by Clare Cavanagh and Stanisław Baranczak)
May 20th
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“You should regard each meeting with a friend as a sitting he is unwillingly...”
– Hope Mirrlees, Lud in the Mist
May 20th
“One describes a tale best by telling the tale. You see? The way one describes a...”
– NEIL GAIMAN, American Gods
May 18th
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May 18th
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May 18th
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“Even from the simplest, the most realistic point of view, the countries which...”
– Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way
May 18th
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““Where are you going this early in the day?” I asked. “To buy...”
– Colette, The Pure and the Impure (1931)
May 17th
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“Otrov nije mržnja, otrov je ljubav koja se poriče.”
– Helene Cixous, Sanjarije divlje žene
May 15th
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May 15th
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“The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who...”
– Brave New World, Aldous Huxley (via literarylust)
May 11th
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May 11th
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May 10th
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May 8th
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“’..This was life, that two people, no matter how carefully chosen, could...”
– Doris Lessing, To Room Nineteen
May 8th
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Literary Lust: T.S. Eliot on Ezra Pound's editing... →
literarylust: INTERVIEWER Does the manuscript of the original, uncut Waste Land exist? ELIOT Don’t ask me. That’s one of the things I don’t know. It’s an unsolved mystery. I sold it to John Quinn. I also gave him a notebook of unpublished poems, because he had been kind to me in various affairs. That’s the…
May 7th
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May 7th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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“Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being...”
– D. H. Lawrence (via bettymaestrange)
May 4th
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May 4th
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April 2013
36 posts
Apr 30th
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Apr 29th
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Apr 27th
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“Everything was fermenting, growing, rising with the yeast of life. The joy of...”
– Boris Pasternak, on the wind of change, in Doctor Zhivago
Apr 27th
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Apr 26th
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“You walk, and look like me, Your eyes directed down. I also used to lower...”
– Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva, You Walk, and Look Like Me
Apr 23rd
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“Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would...”
– W. B. Yeats, No Second Troy
Apr 23rd
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“He turned his slow, rather full eyes, that had been drowned in such fathomless...”
– D. H. LAWRENCE, Lady Chatterley’s Lover
Apr 21st
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Apr 20th
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“My dear, I don’t know what to do today, help me decide. Should I cut myself...”
– Albert Camus (via larmoyante)
Apr 19th
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“… And like the cat I have nine times to die. This is Number Three....”
– Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus
Apr 19th
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Apr 16th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 14th
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“A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what’s cheese? Corpse of milk.”
– James Joyce, Ulysses
Apr 14th
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“… Ostavljam bolnim osmehom san, da prođe i ode i mre. Ljubav je put...”
– Miloš Crnjanski, Putnik
Apr 13th
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Literary Lust: Anais Nin on D.H. Lawrence →
literarylust: “He confides in the intuition. He battles for the clairvoyance of it, through many chaotic pages. And this is purely a feminine battle. His moments of blind reactions strike a response in women. Having touched the fundamental sources of woman’s attitude and impulses, the rest would naturally…
Apr 11th
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Apr 11th
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Apr 11th
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“Everything passes away - suffering, pain, blood, hunger, pestilence. The sword...”
– Mikhail Bulgakov, The White Guard (via tetatet)
Apr 11th
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“I have already begun to forget about the house with the mezzanine, and only now...”
– Anton Chekhov, The House with the Mezzanine
Apr 11th
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“Hundreds of miles of deserted, monotonous, blackened steppe could not so...”
– Anton Chekhov, The House with the Mezzanine
Apr 11th
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Apr 10th
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Apr 10th
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Apr 10th
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Apr 9th
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“Then I had tea, & rambled down to Charing Cross in the dark, making up...”
– The Diary of Virginia Woolf, Volume One 1915-1919 (via vwvw)
Apr 8th
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Apr 8th
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You Learn —by Jorge Luis Borges →
pavorst: You Learn —by Jorge Luis Borges After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises, And you begin to accept your defeats With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman,...
Apr 7th
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