February 2012
“sadness drips like water beads
in a half-poisoned well,
I know that my chances...”
– Charles Bukowski
“What do you think of when you think of Kurt? You think of a rock star that...”
– Dave Grohl
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“Great writers, I discovered, were not to be bowed down before and worshipped, but embraced and befriended. Their names resounded through history not because they had massive brows and thought deep incomprehensible thoughts, but because they opened windows in the mind, they put their arms round you and showed you things you always knew but never dared to believe.”
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“If a lover in a story wins his true love, that’s the end of the tale, even if World War III is about to begin, and the sky is black with flying saucers.”
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“There is peace in pain so overwhelming that it shuts down all feeling. It is the only peace I know.”
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“There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.”
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“I avoid people who I actually like. I suppose that’s a phobia but also a habit.”
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January 2012
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Over the Hills and Far Away- Led Zeppelin
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December 2011
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Listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go
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“One of my most vivid memories is of coming back West from prep school and later from college at Christmas time. Those who went farther than Chicago would gather in the old dim Union Station at six o’clock on a December evening, with a few Chicago friends, already caught up into their own holiday gayeties, to bid them a hasty good-by. I remember the fur coats of the girls returning from Miss...
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