1.
You could say I grew up in a rough neighborhood: We owned boxing gloves. The red ones I loved, which represented fire and strength. I loved how they looked on me. It was rough because my uncle who lived next door was a blackbelter, and we...
2025-03-09 08:05:46 +0000 UTC
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There's a black bird. Pour the rum, the
cage won't hold. We've tipped centre
continent on tongues. Stutter, conditions
of nerves. We are saying bye bye, sugbon
me ti mo itumo dudu ninu wa. Clip the
wings of mercury. Calcify the song...
2025-03-08 08:15:30 +0000 UTC
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In each century since the beginning of the world wonderful things have been discovered. In the last century more amazing things were found out than in any century before. In this new century hundreds of things still more astounding will be...
2025-03-08 08:15:06 +0000 UTC
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“A naturalist should look at the world with warm affection, if not ardent love. The life the scalpel has ended ought to be honored by a caring, devoted appreciation for that creature’s unrepeatable individuality, and for the fact that, at the ...
2025-03-07 12:20:55 +0000 UTC
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“But, first, the idea of social betterment as it is understood since the October revolution doesn’t fill me with enthusiasm. Second, it is so far from being put into practice, and the mere talk about it has cost such a sea of blood, that I’m...
2025-03-07 12:20:35 +0000 UTC
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I
For three years, out of key with his time,
He strove to resuscitate the dead art
Of poetry; to maintain "the sublime"
In the old scene. Wrong from the start--
No, hardly, but seeing he had been born
In a half-savage cou...
2025-03-06 09:01:07 +0000 UTC
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“Flowers, cold from the dew,
And autumn's approaching breath,
I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids,
Which haven't faded yet.
In their nights, fragrantly resinous,
Entwined with delightful mystery,
They will breathe in her...
2025-03-06 09:00:45 +0000 UTC
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“Of the not very many ways known of shedding one's body, falling, falling, falling is the supreme method, but you have to select your sill or ledge very carefully so as not to hurt yourself or others. Jumping from a high bridge is not recommende...
2025-03-05 08:17:00 +0000 UTC
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1.
In this room I was born. And I knew I was in the wrong place: the world. I knew pain was to come. I knew it by the persistence of the blade that cut me out. I knew it as every baby born to the world knows it: I came here to die.
2.<...
2025-03-05 08:16:42 +0000 UTC
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“Two kisses in one kiss was all it took, a comfort, a warmth, perhaps temporary, perhaps false, but reassuring nonetheless, and mine, and theirs, ours, all three of us giggling, insane giggles and laughter with still more kisses on the way, and ...
2025-03-04 08:28:45 +0000 UTC
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“Everyone tries to make his life a work of art. We want love to last and we know that it does not last; even if, by some miracle, it were to last a whole lifetime, it would still be incomplete. Perhaps, in this insatiable need for perpetuation, ...
2025-03-04 08:28:20 +0000 UTC
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"Purportedly a chain of civilians, soldiers, voices
lice they were called. It is sometimes sufficient to beg
Lice creeping over one, kill them with a chemical;
then there are lice-ghosts everywhere. Glints of pearly
nails. ...
2025-03-03 13:47:48 +0000 UTC
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“The Layers
I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle
not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compel...
2025-03-03 13:47:29 +0000 UTC
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On average, 5 people are born every second and 1.78 die.
So we’re ahead by 3.22, which is good, I think.
The average person will spend two weeks in his life
waiting for the traffic light to change.
Pubescent girls wait two to f...
2025-03-02 11:02:23 +0000 UTC
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"My purpose in writing my Texture of Time, a difficult, delectable and blessed work, a work which I am about to place on the dawning desk of the still-absent reader, is to purify my own notion of Time. I wish to examine the essence of Time, not it...
2025-03-01 08:13:31 +0000 UTC
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“It was a lone tree burning on the desert. A heraldic tree that the passing storm had left afire. The solitary pilgrim drawn up before it had traveled far to be here and he knelt in the hot sand and held his numbed hands out while all about in t...
2025-03-01 08:13:11 +0000 UTC
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“We all came up out of the ground and took our forms. So much harder for us to have a form because we have one on the outside and too many inside. Depth, surface, power, fragility, direction, indirection, arrogance, servility, rocks, roots, gras...
2025-02-28 09:35:54 +0000 UTC
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“The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopul...
2025-02-28 09:35:26 +0000 UTC
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"
[Silence]
FIRST VOICE (Very softly)
To begin at the beginning:
It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless
and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched,
courters'-and-rabbits' wood...
2025-02-27 08:36:50 +0000 UTC
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“But I think that this apparent desire to be a victim cloaks an opposing dread: that Americans are in truth profoundly, neurotically terrified of being victims, ever, in any way. This fear is conceivably one reason we initiated the particularly ...
2025-02-27 08:36:17 +0000 UTC
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“The ghosts of women once girls
Somewhere a little girl is reading aloud
in the middle of a dirt road. she smiles
at the sound of her own voice escaping
the spine of the book. she feeds her hunger
to know hers...
2025-02-26 08:34:13 +0000 UTC
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There is
no
audience
because
there is
no audience.
So if you speak only to
imagined beings
what does "only" mean?
--------------------------
This building formerly a restaurant . . .
<...
2025-02-26 08:33:47 +0000 UTC
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“Of the not very many ways known of shedding one's body, falling, falling, falling is the supreme method, but you have to select your sill or ledge very carefully so as not to hurt yourself or others. Jumping from a high bridge is not recommende...
2025-02-25 16:11:32 +0000 UTC
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2025-02-25 10:38:06 +0000 UTC
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"Everything in heaven is quiet, rubber-soled shoes.
I can sleep in heaven.
People write to me in heaven and tell me I'm remembered. That I'm their hero. I'll get better.
The angels here are the Old Testament kind, legions an...
2025-02-25 09:48:26 +0000 UTC
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“How ... how fragile situations are. But not tenuous. Delicate, but not flimsy, not indulgent. Delicate, that's why they keep breaking, they must break and you must get the pieces together and show it before it breaks again, or put them aside fo...
2025-02-25 09:48:00 +0000 UTC
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Tell me it was for the hunger
& nothing less. For hunger is to give
the body what it knows
it cannot keep. That this amber light
whittled down by another war
is all that pins my hand
to your chest.
2025-02-24 07:04:41 +0000 UTC
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“Is it not the singularity of life that terrifies us? Is not the decisive difference between comedy and tragedy that tragedy denies us another chance? Shakespeare over and over demonstrates life’s singularity — the irrevocability of our deci...
2025-02-24 07:03:52 +0000 UTC
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“Meanwhile, the triumphant revolution, in the aberrations of its nihilism, menaces those who, in defiance of it, claim to maintain the existence of unity in totality. One of the implications of history today, and still more of the history of tom...
2025-02-23 08:01:00 +0000 UTC
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“The best things are nearest: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of God just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain common work as it comes certain that daily...
2025-02-23 08:00:04 +0000 UTC
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