“Relax? I can’t relax! Nor can I yield, relent, or… Only two synonyms? Oh my! I’m losing my perspicacity! Aaaaa!” ~ Lisa Simpson
Archive for August, 2008
“Perspicacity” Quote of the Day
Posted in Miscellaneous, Quotes, tagged entertainment, funny, humor, lisa simpson, perspicacity, Quotes, simpsons on August 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
To the Lighthouse, page 14
Posted in Quotes, Short Prose, tagged Literature, Quotes, to the lighthouse, Virginia Woolf on August 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
. . . when, suddenly, in she came, stood for a moment silent (as if she had been pretending up there, and for a moment let herself be known), stood quite motionless for a moment against a picture of Queen Victoria wearing the blue ribbon of the Garter; when all at once he realized that [...]
Weekend Einstein
Posted in Quotes, tagged albert einstein, einstein, inspirational quotes, Quotes on August 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
One thing I have learned in a long life: that all our science, measured against reality, is primitive and childlike—and yet it is the most precious thing we have. —Quoted in Albert Einstein: Creator and Rebel, by Banesh Hoffmann (New York: Viking, 1972), v; The Expanded Quotable Einstein, collected and edited by Alice Calaprice (Princeton [...]
Dude, Where’s My Philosophy?
Posted in Miscellaneous, Quotes, tagged inspirational quotes, Philosophy, Quotes, what is life? on August 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. ~ Crowfoot, Blackfoot Warrior and Orator
Was ist das–die Philosophie?
Posted in Miscellaneous, Quotes, tagged Philosophy, Quotes, what is philosophy on August 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The aim of philosophy, abstractly formulated, is to understand how things in the broadest possible sense of the term hang together in the broadest possible sense of the term. Under “things in the broadest possible sense” I includes such radically different items as not only “cabbages and kings”, but numbers and duties, possibilities and finger [...]
Sugar Magnolia :: Grateful Dead
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged grateful dead, Lyrics, Music, Poetry on August 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Sugar Magnolia blossom’s blooming Head’s all empty and I don’t care Saw my baby down by the river Knew she’d have to come up soon for air
Attics of My Life :: Grateful Dead
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged grateful dead, Lyrics, Music, Poetry on August 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In the attics of my life Full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know And lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear You sang to me
Looks Like Rain :: Grateful Dead
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged grateful dead, Lyrics, Music, Poetry on August 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I woke today… And felt your side of bed The covers were still warm where you’d been layin’. You were gone… My heart was filled with dread. You might not be sleepin’ here again
Granita :: Umberto Eco
Posted in Short Prose, tagged essay, funny, Lolita, Misreadings, Parody, Pastiche, Short Story, Umberto Eco on August 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The present manuscript was given to me by the warden of the local jail in a small town in Piedmont. The unreliable information this man furnished us about the
Life Itself is a Quotation
Posted in Miscellaneous, Quotes, tagged inspirational quotes, Literature, Lyrics, Marcel Proust, Poetry, Quotes on August 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
All the genuine, deep delight of life is in showing people the mud-pies you have made; and life is at its best when we confidingly recommend our mud-pies to each other’s sympathetic consideration. ~ J. M. Thorburn
A Dialogue About a Dialogue :: J. L. Borges
Posted in Dreamtigers, Jorge Luis Borges, Short Prose, tagged Jorge Luis Borges, Literature, Short Story on August 19, 2008 | 6 Comments »
A: Absorbed in our discussion of immortality, we had let night fall without lighting the lamp, and we couldn’t see each other’s faces. With an offhandedness or gentleness more convincing than passion would have been, Macedonio Fernandez’ voice said once more that the soul is immortal. He assured me that the death of the body [...]
Gravity :: DeWitt Henry
Posted in Short Prose, tagged DeWitt Henry, essay, Poetry, Short Story on August 18, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I think of small deaths, a sneeze, an orgasm; how close such seizures are at once to vacancy and to the utter concentration of black holes, pure gravity. At once experience past will, past memory or thought; and an absence too, a non-experience. Comatose, the epileptic fit; no chance to dream. And yet like dreams, [...]
Love Love Love :: The Mountain Goats
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged Lyrics, Music, Poetry, the mountain goats on August 8, 2008 | 2 Comments »
King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong and Joseph’s brothers sold him down the river for a song and Sonny Liston rubbed some Tigerbalm in his glove some things you do for money and some you do for love love love
No Woman No Cry :: Bob Marley
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged bob marley, Lyrics, Music, Poetry on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Said – said – said: I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown, Oba – obaserving the ‘ypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet. Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost Along the way. In this great future, you can’t forget your past; So [...]
Upward Over the Mountain :: Iron & Wine
Posted in Music, Poetry, tagged iron & wine, Lyrics, Music, Poetry on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Mother don’t worry, I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed Mother don’t worry, I’ve got some money I saved for the weekend Mother remember being so stern with that girl who was with me? Mother remember the blink of an eye when I breathed through your body?
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