Monday, April 28, 2014
But I try.
— David Bowie, “Modern Love”
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Even I have friends who don’t believe in god.
— London: The Modern Babylon
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Isn’t it funny how light comes and goes here.
— Ted
Friday, April 25, 2014
On the verge of tears, the girl expressed her concern that she would have hiccups permanently.
— Decidophobe
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Idolatry is worship of round things… flat things are not representational enough.
— Martha Himmelfarb
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
We introduce
ourselves +
To Planets and
to Flowers
But with
ourselves
Have Etiquettes
Embarrassments
And awes
ourselves +
To Planets and
to Flowers
But with
ourselves
Have Etiquettes
Embarrassments
And awes
— Emily Dickinson, “A146,” The Gorgeous Nothings
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Pay no attention to the woman behind the video projector.
— Keith Sanborn
Monday, April 21, 2014
We take everything it does too personally.
— Lily
Sunday, April 20, 2014
The green blade rises.
— “Now the Green Blade Rises”
Saturday, April 19, 2014
She was later found dead, floating in the sea.
— Christopher Drew and Jad Mouawad, “Breaking Proud Tradition, Captains Flee and Let Others Go Down With Ship,” The New York Times
Friday, April 18, 2014
I understand you’re a neurosurgeon.
— Dr. Peter Flynn, Rushmore
Thursday, April 17, 2014
May I inquire discreetly?
— The Beatles, “Lovely Rita”
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
It doesn’t make sense to incorporate that unless it really happened.
— AnneMarie Luijendijk
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
It’s ketchup.
— Lily
Monday, April 14, 2014
One of our main sources of papyri are ancient trash heaps.
— AnneMarie Luijendijk
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Of course.
— Akshay
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Is it in the head or between your sides?
— Andrew Bird, “Dark Matter”
Friday, April 11, 2014
Imagine that this wall is not something below you but … behind you. You aren’t lying down anymore; you simply have your back pressed against something.
— Adam Frank, “How To Fall Forever Into The Night Sky,” All Things Considered, NPR
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Bug is bug.
— Lily
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
But, Sir, with respect, she’s a vastly heavier ship. She’s out of our class. She could be halfway to Cape Horn by the time we’re repaired and under way.
— Sailing Master John Allen, Master and Commander