January 2012
1 post
December 2011
2 posts
October 2011
4 posts
Yes, this is he — the one I love.
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Excerpts from Lost Illusions - Honore de Balzac
(1.) ”What makes friendships indissoluble and doubles their charm is a feeling not found in love — the feeling of certainty. These young people were sure of one another: the enemy of one became the enemy of all; they would have sacrificed their most urgent interests in obedience to the sacred solidarity which united their hearts. One and all were incapable of disloyalty; they could...
August 2011
1 post
July 2011
1 post
June 2011
3 posts
May 2011
6 posts
Manchester United vs Chelsea, EPL, May 8th, 2011 →
Yes, yes, YES. Justneedonemorepoint!!! I can smell the title already.
It’s a hide-under-the-desk-and-cry kind of day.
April 2011
7 posts
Excerpt from Old Goriot - Honore de Balzac
“They live in a valley of crumbling stucco and gutters black with mud, a valley full of real suffering and often deceptive joys, and they are so used to sensation that it takes something outrageous to produce a lasting impression. Yet now and then in some overwhelming tragedy evil and good are so strangely mixed that these selfish and self-centred people are forced to pause in their restless...
March 2011
2 posts
February 2011
2 posts
Phenomenology of Spirit
“Lacking strength, Beauty hates the Understanding for asking of her what it cannot do. But the life of Spirit is not the life that shrinks from death and keeps itself untouched by devastation, but rather the life that endures it and maintains itself in it. It wins its truth only when, in utter dismemberment, it finds itself.” - G. W. F. Hegel
via (and for) Christopher
Excerpt from Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
“As for Emma, she never questioned herself to find out if she loved him. Love, she believed, must come suddenly, with great thunderclaps and bolts of lightning, —a hurricane from heaven that drops down on your life, overturns it, tears away your will like a leaf, and carries your whole heart with it off into the abyss. She did not know that the rain forms lakes on the terraces of...
January 2011
6 posts
In Africa a thing is true at first light and a lie by noon and you have no more...
– Ernest Hemingway
“They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm.” - Dorothy Parker
Night Terrors
Homeless Venus. Disfigured Venus. Soiled dress. Begging for scraps.
December 2010
3 posts
Quotes by Christopher
are the highlight of my week.
November 2010
4 posts
We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t...
– John Waters
Excerpt from November
“I studied in books the passions that I wished to have had myself. For me, human life revolved on two or three words, around which everything else turned like satellites around their planets. Thus I had peopled my infinite with a quantity of golden suns: in my head love-stories were set beside noble revolutions, grand passions fronted great crimes; I dreamed at once of the starry nights of...
I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany,...
– Amir, The Kite Runner, Khaled Hosseini
October 2010
2 posts
September 2010
8 posts
An Excerpt from a Letter by Boris Pasternak to...
“In your last and previous letters, in your short essay on Pushkin, in your translations of his poetry and in your work on my behalf, I do not find anything other than worthy aims and achievements. You say I am ‘first and last a poet, a lyric poet.’ Is it really so? And should I feel proud of being just that? And do you realize the meaning of my being no more than that, whereas...
Two Days Before the Autumnal Equinox
When my love is absent the days grow heavy.
Doing in Retrospect
I know that I did, but I can’t remember why.