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Mar 1st

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Feb 29th

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Feb 28th

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Feb 28th

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Feb 28th

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Feb 27th

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Feb 26th

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“The girl is self-willed and fantastic, insane, she’s wicked, wicked!”

– Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Idiot, 1869

Feb 25th

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Feb 24th

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“I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without...”

– Franz Kafka, The Castle (via philphys)

Feb 23rd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 22nd

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Feb 21st

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Feb 20th

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Feb 19th

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“Ocean, Ocean I’ll beat you in the end.”

– Ken Kesey’s fake suicide note; he actually faked his death and fled to Mexico to avoid drug charges.

Feb 18th

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Feb 17th

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“It’s after one and you must be asleep. Or maybe you can feel the night as...”

– from the suicide note of Vladimir Mayakovsky, 1930 (trans. Erik Korn)

Feb 16th

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Feb 15th

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Feb 14th

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Love is Not All

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; Yet many a man is making friends with death Even as I speak, for lack of love alone. It well may be that in a difficult hour, Pinned...

Feb 14th

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Feb 14th

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Feb 13th

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Karamazov vs. Karamazov

And with which of them was Alyosha to sympathise? And what was he to wish for each of them? He loved them both, but what could he desire for each in the midst of these conflicting interests? He might go quite astray in this maze, and Alyosha’s heart could not endure uncertainty, because his love was always of an active character. He was incapable of passive love. If he loved anyone, he set...

Feb 12th

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Feb 11th

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Natacha Atlas — “Mon Amie la Rose”...

Feb 10th

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Feb 9th

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Feb 8th

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Feb 7th

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“But he had a feeling that life was to be lived rather than portrayed, and he...”

– W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage, 1915

Feb 6th

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American Football

Hallelujah! It works. We blew the shit out of them. We blew the shit right back up their own ass And out their fucking ears. It works. We blew the shit out of them. They suffocated in their own shit! Hallelujah. Praise the Lord for all good things. We blew them into fucking shit. They are eating it. Praise the Lord for all good things. We blew their balls into shards of dust, Into shards of...

Feb 6th

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