February 2012
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DFW word of the day
themottstmenagerie:
Heterodox- ADJECTIVE:
1. Not in agreement with accepted beliefs, especially in church doctrine or dogma.
2. Holding unorthodox opinions.
ETYMOLOGY: Greek heterodoxos : hetero-, hetero- + doxa, opinion (from dokein, to think; see dek- in Indo-European roots)
Yeah, this. All day, all week. (from bk to Greece even…)
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“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly...”
– Sylvia Plath (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow)
“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is...”
– Oscar Wilde (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow)
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“Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.”
– Albert Camus (via quotationalquotes)
Happy birthday, David Foster Wallace
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July, 2008
Interviewer: There's a lyric off one of your new songs, “Moab,” that has been puzzling me a bit. It's "They say the sun won't burn forever/ But that's a science too exact/ I'll prove it, watch we're crossing the state line/ See the headlights coming towards us?/ That's someone going back/ To a town they said they'd never, yeah, they swore it on their lives/ But you can't break out of a circle/ That you never thought you were in." What'd you mean by that?
ConorOberst: I guess that's just about things that are so embedded in your blood and your DNA that you just can't escape. Like the idea of becoming your father, really. So many people swear off their hometown and think they're never going back and they find themselves back there.
Interviewer: So you think the sun coming up and setting all the time, is kind of one of those things that's embedded in us?
ConorOberst: Yeah exactly, I think it's just those things that are just so much a part of you that you just can't escape them, even if that's all you want to do.
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“I miss holding my breath.”
– Mary Ruefle, from “Elegy for a Game” (via proustitute)
“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda (via likespancakes)
