October 30, 2013

October 27, 2013

Well I got news for everybody: It ain't ever gonna be the way it used to be.

Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections."

October 24, 2013

"What's life for?"
"I don't know."
"I don't either. But I don't think it's about winning."

Jonathan Franzen.

October 22, 2013

October 17, 2013

His tiredness hurt so much it kept him awake.

Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections."

October 14, 2013

"My gosh" I said, "another human being."

Kurt Vonnegut.

October 12, 2013

I wanted to tell him that I didn't think I could face another night in the emptiness of my bed. I wanted to ask him if there was anything in my life that was real and coherent and likely to remain the same way tomorrow.

Michael Chabon, "Wonder Boys"

October 11, 2013

October 9, 2013

Three Months of Silence


Surrounded by moths,
I collapsed into focus.

And with every last little bit of heart quivering,
let you move against me.


Half-crying on the shadow-dented drive home,
after a bleary-eyed shift: alone.

(How no one didn't even thank me,
didn't even think to - so small, so nothingly).


With a mile of gas left
on East Campus Road,

so shaky that I had to hold my leg down against the pedal,
just to keep moving forward.

October 8, 2013

Let them think what they liked, but I didn't mean to drown myself. I meant to swim till I sank - but that's not the same thing. 

Joseph Conrad.

October 7, 2013

October 3, 2013

It was possible to feel superior to other people and feel like a misfit at the same time.

Jeffrey Eugenides.

October 1, 2013

Palimpsest : 

1. a very old document on which the original writing has been erased and replaced with new writing, while light traces of the original writing underneath remain visible.

2. something that has been changed over time and shows evidence of that change.