February 2012
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January 2012
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December 2011
2 posts
Hillary on LGBT Rights →
dorothy-snarker:
“(P)rogress comes from being willing to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes. We need to ask ourselves, “How would it feel if it were a crime to love the person I love? How would it feel to be discriminated against for something about myself that I cannot change?” This challenge applies to all of…
November 2011
4 posts
“After 1945, we have been working so hard and getting rich. But that kind of...”
– Haruki Murakami - NY Times article
October 2011
1 post
sweetness by stephen dunn
Just when it has seemed I couldn’t bear one more friend waking with a tumor, one more maniac with a perfect reason, often a sweetness has come and changed nothing in the world except the way I stumbled through it, for a while lost in the ignorance of loving someone or something, the world shrunk to mouth-size, hand-size, and never seeming small. I acknowledge there is no...
September 2011
6 posts
1 tag
“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into...”
– Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami
“On the less good days, I feel like that wooden-legged piglet belonging to a...”
– Christopher Hitchens, Unspoken Truths
Unspoken Truths by Christopher Hitchens →
Vanity Fair article by Christopher Hitchens on losing his writer’s voice during his battle with throat cancer
August 2011
7 posts
1 tag
1 tag
4 tags
“Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke (Again and Again)
July 2011
2 posts
“When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder.
Everything...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via misswallflower)
June 2011
5 posts
“She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, “I sometimes think that...”
beneath my hands
Beneath my hands your small breasts are the upturned bellies of breathing fallen sparrows.
Wherever you move I hear the sounds of closing wings of falling wings.
I am speechless because you have fallen beside me because your eyelashes are the spines of tiny fragile animals.
I dread the time when your mouth begins to call me hunter.
When you call me close to tell me your...
May 2011
1 post
WatchBecause the Origami - 8in8 from Ben Jacobson on Vimeo.
March 2011
4 posts
glum
i miss general medicine. so so much. : (
the next 3 months will be tough. surgeons are serious people. I wish they would crack a joke…or something. just one.
i’m dying inside.
January 2011
1 post
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing...
December 2010
1 post
christmas greetings (from a fairy to a child) by lewis carroll lady dear, if fairies may for a moment lay aside cunning tricks and elfish play, ‘tis at happy christmas-tide. we have heard the children say — gentle children, whom we love — long ago, on christmas day, came a message from above. still, as christmas-tide comes round, they remember it again — echo still...
November 2010
5 posts
Had I Not Been Awake
HAD I NOT BEEN AWAKE I WOULD HAVE MISSED IT,
A WIND THAT ROSE AND WHIRLED UNTIL THE ROOF PATTERED WITH QUICK LEAVES OFF THE SYCAMORE
AND GOT ME UP, THE WHOLE OF ME A-PATTER, ALIVE AND TICKING LIKE AN ELECTRIC FENCE: HAD I NOT BEEN AWAKE I WOULD HAVE MISSED IT,
IT CAME AND WENT SO UNEXPECTEDLY AND ALMOST IT SEEMED DANGEROUSLY, RETURNING LIKE AN ANIMAL TO THE HOUSE,
A COURIER BLAST THAT THERE...
Heart It Races - Dr. Dog (architecture in helsinki...
“Sometimes the little times you don’t think are anything while they’re happening...”
August 2010
3 posts
July 2010
15 posts
bluish // animal collective
link: the just-world fallacy →
The Misconception: People who are losing at the game of life must have done something to deserve it. The Truth: The beneficiaries of good fortune often do nothing to earn it, and bad people often get away with their actions without consequences.
It is common in fiction for the bad guys to lose and the good guys to win.
It’s how you would like to see the world- just and fair.
In...
“So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in...”
–
Pablo Neruda
(via monstersflash)
link: what BP could've bought with the money... →
link: the illusion of transparency →
…We always know what we mean by our words, and so we expect others to know it too. Reading our own writing, the intended interpretation falls easily into place, guided by our knowledge of what we really meant. It’s hard to empathize with someone who must interpret blindly, guided only by the words.