May 2012
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March 2012
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I rocked shut
As a seashell.
-Sylvia Plath, “Lady Lazarus”
January 2012
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December 2011
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October 2011
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September 2011
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August 2011
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Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps...
– Ayn Rand (via quercetum)
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‘Yet
I trust the sanity of my vessel; and
if it sinks, it may well be in...
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Frank O’Hara (1926-1966), U.S. poet. To the Harbormaster (l. 13-17)… Norton Anthology of American Literature, The, Vols. I-II.
July 2011
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June 2011
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May 2011
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Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.
– Malcolm Muggeridge (via fuckyeahbeautifulwords)
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Frank & Grace, New York School
This short note is typical of the communication between Hartigan and O’Hara. “The Cedar” refers to the Cedar Tavern in Greenwich Village, one of their favorite gathering places. The note contained the poem “L’Amour avait passé par là,” which was published in O’Hara’s Collected Poems in 1971.
[source: http://library.syr.edu/digital/exhibits/i/imagine/section4.htm]
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April 2011
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“For Grace, After a Party”
—Frank O’ Hara
“You do not always know what I am feeling. Last night in the warm spring air while I was blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t interest me, it was love for you that set me afire,
and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of strangers my most tender feelings writhe and bear the fruit of screaming. Put out...
March 2011
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You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.
– Song of Solomon, Toni Morrison (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
February 2011
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how you know
when crisp dark air sticks to your back
as it rolls in from a cracked window
gliding over the sound of two mouths
breathing next to each other
even when you’re alone
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January 2011
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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
– The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it...
– The Sweet Far Thing, Libba Bray (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
December 2010
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Lock up your libraries if you like, but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that...
– A Room of One’s Own, Virginia Woolf (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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Sometimes you have to be a bitch to get things done.
– Madonna
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November 2010
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Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was...
– Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
To say goodbye is to die a little.
– THE LONG GOODBYE, RAYMOND CHANDLER