December 2011
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No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night
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it’s not so much that nothing means
anything but more that it keeps...
– Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
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To a profound pessimist about life, being in danger is not depressing.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
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we have wasted
our chances,
we have strangled
our own hearts.
– Charles Bukowski
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boywandering:
Some kids, when younger, read the dictionary.
Their only flaw was stopping there. I consumed the dictionary, inhaled the encyclopedia, then melted the thesaurus down into liquid form and poured it into the same containers that held my soul, my essence, the innermost parts of me. Then I read everything, literally everything. From the back of toothpaste containers, cereal boxes,...
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What harbour can receive you more securely than a great library?
– Italo Calvino, If on a winter’s night a traveler
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In any case you mustn’t confuse a single failure with a final defeat.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night
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Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived...
– Ernest Hemingway
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If there had really been a Mercutio, and if there really were a Paradise,...
– Kurt Vonnegut, Hocus Pocus
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Nothing was interesting, nothing. The people were restrictive and careful, all...
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn’t...
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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I read my books at night, under the quilt with the overheated reading lamp....
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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Excerpt from Ham on Rye by Charles Bukowski
There was no sense to life, to the structure of things. D.H. Lawrence had known that. You needed love, but not the kind of love most people used and were used up by. Old D.H had known something. His buddy Huxley was just an intellectual fidget, but what a marvellous one. Better than G.B Shaw with that hard keel of a mind always scraping bottom, his laboured wit finally only a task, a burden on...
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Looking ahead I liked very little of what I saw. I wasn’t a misanthrope...
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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I hated them. I hated their beauty, their untroubled youth, and as I watched...
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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I’m unhappy. If I was a cynic it would probably make me feel better.
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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Words weren’t dull, words were things that could make your mind hum. If...
– Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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Oh, happiness.
I am finally reading Ham on Rye. It’s been sitting on my bedside table for weeks, untouched, because I was too busy with schoolwork.
I practiced guitar today for the first time since early October. Played until one of my fingers started bleeding. It is the most beautiful type of pain imaginable, I am so happy to be back to my reading and my music.
I am so happy.
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Beer, of course, is actually a depressant. But people will never stop hoping...
– Kurt Vonnegut
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To me, wanting every habitable planet to be inhabited is like wanting everybody...
– Kurt Vonnegut