October 2010
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Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years....
– David Levithan (The Realm of Possibility)
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String
So many words get lost. They leave the mouth and lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days, you can hear their chorus rushing past: IwasabeautifulgirlPleasedon’tgoItoobelievemybodyismadeofglass-I’veneverlovedanyoneIthinkofmyselfasfunnyForgiveme….
There was a time when it wasn’t uncommon to use a piece of string to guide words...
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Autopsy
My heart is weak and unreliable. When I go it will be my heart. I try to burden it as little as possible. If something is going to have an impact, I direct it elsewhere. My gut for example, or my lungs, which might seize up for a moment but have never failed to take another breath.
When I pass a mirror and catch a glimpse of myself, or I’m at the bus stop and some kids come up behind me and say,...
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We had once called out hello into the cauldron of the world and then run away...
– Miranda July (No One Belongs Here More Than You)
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When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away....
– Neil Gaiman’s Midnight Days, Neil Gaiman
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And when the universe has finished exploding all the stars will slow down, like...
– The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, Mark Haddon