May 2011
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Morning Exercises by Nina Cassian
I wake up and say: I’m through. It’s my first thought at dawn. What a nice way to start the day with such a murderous thought.
God, take pity on me ―is the second thought, and then I get out of bed and live as if nothing has been said.
(via syllablefingers)
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The madman thinks he is unmasking when, in fact, he is putting on a mask.
– Michel Foucault (via theories-of)
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In my personal experience with whiny-ass misogynists, ‘Women don’t like...
– http://realinterrobang.livejournal.com/510787.html (via abigq)
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On the notion of a “self”:
“Why do we do this? I like to think of these confabulations as necessary half-truths to preserve the unity of the self. At any given moment, our mind is overstuffed with disparate sensations and fleeting thoughts; our different hemispheres want different things and distinct blobs of brain pump out distinct emotions. Why, then, do we feel like a unified person? Why do I feel like...
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When one of my Japanese teacups is broken, I imagine that the real cause was not...
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
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In practice nobody cares whether work is useful or useless, productive or...
– George Orwell (via middleclasscommunist)
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Carson McCullers by Charles Bukowski
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer. all her books of terrified loneliness all her books about the cruelty of loveless love were all that was left of her as the strolling vacationer discovered her body notified the captain and she was quickly dispatched to somewhere else on the ship as everything continued just as she had written it
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I am writing with my burnt hand about the nature of fire.
– Ingeborg Bachmann (via aperfectcommotion)
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All kinds of women are the victims of sexual assault. Sex workers. Nuns. College...
– Jill Filipovic (via source, mostlytalkaboutmycats)
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Patrick Bateman: I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
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There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he...
– Upton Sinclair (via awordnerd)
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In other words, to invalidate one choice because it was culturally influenced...
– Wendy McElroy, in the essay “Pornography”, on the claim that women in the [sex] industry cannot give “real” consent because they are “brainwashed by white male culture” (via differentrealms)
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