July 2009
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“Here’s the thing I’ve always found odd about My Favourite Things...”
– Victoria Coren, host of the fiendishly difficult BBC4 quiz Only Connect.
This living hand
This living hand, now warm and capable
Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold
And in the icy silence of the tomb,
So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights
That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood
So in my veins red life might stream again,
And thou be conscience-calmed—see here it is—
I hold it towards you.
— John Keats
I vividly remember...
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“No one’s laughing at God when they see the one they love hand in hand with...”
– Regina Spektor — Laughing With
This sceptred isle
This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
...
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“Your cold white hands
They’re your lily assassins
See how they dance in shadow...”
– Gwyneth Herbert — Nataliya
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“Figure out the absolute least you need to do to implement the idea, do just...”
– John Gruber’s primary guideline for iPhone UI design. Sounds like a good mantra for many problems.
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“Beauty is what you fall in love with”
– Sappho, seventh-sixth century BC (via @brilliantology & @galoera).
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“Grey towers of Durham
Yet well I love thy mixed and massive piles
Half church...”
– Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832) – from ‘Harold the Dauntless’, a poem about Saxons and Vikings set in County Durham (1816)
Open letter to a hero's daughters →
Alexandra Blair, who also lost her father in action, writes a heartfelt open letter the daughters of the late Lt-Col. Rupert Thorneloe, 1st Batallion Welsh Guards.
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“I am yours as the last little star is the night’s, even though the night may be...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke to Lou Andreas-Salomé.
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“Your whole work opens out before me now like a vast landscape, everywhere...”
– Lou Andreas-Salomé to Rainer Maria Rilke. July 1913.
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“He carved in a fury from first light to dark, then threw himself across his bed,...”
– Irving Stone describes how Michelangelo worked on his Pietà. (via The Endeavour)
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Socially acceptable pre-10am drinking
Champagne
Bloody Mary
Communion Wine
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“Why did Constantinople get the works? That’s nobodys business but the...”
– Istanbul, not Constantinople.
For everyone who doesn't understand why I hate... →
furrowedbrow:
allthingsalishan:
missashleyjheidler:
(via heylaney)
I couldn’t agree MORE.
so true. I’m the WORST.
I couldn’t disagree more. An actual conversation is so much more rewarding than anything that mere electronic text can provide.
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