31 Dec 2008
Christoph may be furry, but he does not have a hairy heart.
The touch of her soft white arms, the sound of her breath in his ear, the scent of her heavy gold hair: all pierced the newly awakened heart like spears. But it had grown strange during its long exile, blind and savage in the darkness to which it had been condemned, and its appetites had grown powerful and perverse.
-”The Warlock’s Hairy Heart” from The Tales of Beedle the Bard by JK Rowling, with notes by Albus Dumbledore and translation by Hermione Granger
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29 Dec 2008
Surely some revelation is at hand.
…And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
-William Butler Yeats, “The Second Coming“
10 Dec 2008
Here's looking at banana, kid.
I saw the sky and sea and sand and the flickering flames of the bonfire through my tears. All at once, it rushed into my head with tremendous speed, and made me feel dizzy. It was beautiful. Everything that happened was shockingly beautiful, enough to make you crazy.
-Banana Yoshimoto
09 Dec 2008
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
“Winwood Reade is good upon the subject,” said Holmes. “He remarks that, while the individual man is an insoluble puzzle, in the aggregate he becomes a mathematical certainty.”
-Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
21 Nov 2008
...do I dare?
“There is no use in trying,” said Alice. “One can’t believe impossible things.”
“I dare say you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
-Lewis Carroll
