April 2012
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Meditation on Self-Mutilation
The difference between habitually cutting your wrist with a razor kept in your breast pocket and opening your chest with broken glass—is it a matter
of impulse control or audience or both? Which do we admire most? If you’re going to burn yourself as punishment for eating, I say make sure your mother knows.
I knew a dominatrix who said, as a kid, what couldn’t be said by ripping out her...
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This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate...
– From Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
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Spaces
7. I have sometimes been accused of being a bore. I beg to differ: people laugh at my jokes, and I’m handsome. I would like now to talk more about myself: I don’t like going to airports and hospitals. They make me uneasy. In both cases, somebody is always going to leave. I was born in 1983, and have never been to Berlin. But I have a memory of being in Berlin in 1961. I have a memory of something...
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You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you...
– By David Foster Wallace (via tel0s)
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Your letters got sadder. Your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers...
– From Love is a Dog from Hell by Charles Bukowski (via freins)
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You know how advice is - you only want it if it agrees with what you wanted to...
– From The Winter of Our Discontent by John Steinbeck (via boxofoctaves)
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Fuck You Poem #45
Fuck you in slang and conventional English. Fuck you in lost and neglected lingoes. Fuck you hungry and sated; faded, pock marked and defaced. Fuck you with orange rind, fennel and anchovy paste. Fuck you with rosemary and thyme, and fried green olives on the side. Fuck you humidly and icily. Fuck you farsightedly and blindly. Fuck you nude and draped in stolen finery. Fuck you while cells divide...
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And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for...
– From Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (via larmoyante)
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I have always derived great comfort from William Shakespeare. After a depressing...
– From Money by Martin Amis (via strangephenomena)
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I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve...
– By Hunter S. Thompson
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Anchor Baby
There was a beautiful girl who came from the sea. And there was just one place that she wanted to be.
With a man named Walker who played in a band. She would leave the ocean and come onto the land.
He was the one that she wanted the most. And she tried everything to capture this ghost.
But throughout all their lives they never connected. She wandered the earth alone and rejected
She tried...
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Unannounced changes in life’s itinerary are like dancing lessons from God.
– By Kurt Vonnegut (via 23rd-block)
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Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it...
– By Hunter S. Thompson (via s-pectator)
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There is no such thing as a singular fan reaction. Art is an interpretive...
– By Clive Barker
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My reading schedule is not at all a regular and placid ingestion of books....
– By Roland Barthes (via bookshavepores)
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Parsley -- Part One: The Cane Fields
There is a parrot imitating spring in the palace, its feathers parsley green. Out of the swamp the cane appears
to haunt us, and we cut it down. El General searches for a word; he is all the world there is. Like a parrot imitating spring,
we lie down screaming as rain punches through and we come up green. We cannot speak an R— out of the swamp, the cane appears
and then the mountain we...
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Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their...
– By Mark Twain (via decaying-organic-matter)
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Don’t ever look for morals after you find out riddles.
– From Turning by Lynda Sexson, published in Birthday Stories; an anthology by Haruki Murakami
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They had been hurt, as was intended, punished because one of them continued to...
– From Timothy’s Birthday by William Trevor, published in Birthday Stories; an anthology by Haruki Murakami
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Domestic Situation
Maybe you’ve heard about this. Maybe not. A man came home and chucked his girlfriend’s cat In the wood chipper. This really happened. Dinner wasn’t ready on time. A lot Of other little things went wrong. He spat On her father, who came out when he learned About it. He also broke her pinky, Stole her checks, and got her sister pregnant. But she stood by him, stood strong, through it all, Because...
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Usually existence hides itself. It is there, around us, in us, is us , you...
– From Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre (via collageriae)
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Nothing’s changed. You’ll go home. You’ll be bored. You’ll be ignored. No one...
– From Coraline by Neil Gaiman (via faeriepetals)
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We shared a big secret, but we never really talked about our own secrets.
– From The Moor by Russell Banks, published in Birthday Stories; an anthology by Haruki Murakami
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What Can I Hold You With?
I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs. I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon. I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honoured in bronze: my father’s father killed in the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in the...
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And Monday? What was Monday? Just a name arbitrarily attached to a day and a...
– From The Great and Secret Show by Clive Barker
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You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of...
– By Marguerite Duras (via chasingafeatherinthewind)