March 2011
1 post
Once, when he couldn’t even name the source of his anguish, he ran as...
– Steve Friedman about Bart Yasso
September 2010
2 posts
Trifecta: 3
How did I create this?
Now I’ve been running all my life
I ran away, I ran away from good
Yeah,...
– Sia, Day Too Soon
July 2010
1 post
Take French lessons, go swimming a lot, buy Langston Hughes books, get high,...
– Nina Simone, from a list made to herself (written on Air France letterhead), 1965
[taken from the July/August issue of The Believer]
(via sarahb)
June 2010
1 post
Talent is God-given; be humble. Fame is man-given; be grateful. Conceit is...
– William Nack, Wooden’s wizardry was for the ages
May 2010
3 posts
Confess, your kiss still knocks me off my legs.
The first time I saw you was...
– DMB, Baby Blue
April 2010
2 posts
It wasn’t that she wanted the coffee, no. That wasn’t it. Rather,...
– Sylvia Brownrigg
I wanted to stay
I wanted to play
I wanted to love you
I’m only this...
– Dave Matthews Band, #41
September 2009
1 post
The Curse of Curly Locks in a DC Summer: The...
During the summer season throughout my late childhood and teen years, my family would be invited to many an endless buffet dinner at family friends’ homes. My parents would insist my brothers and I dress nicely and aim to be only 30 to 45 minutes late (considered “on time” by Indian standards).
So set in my anxiety as I clamored to don something my mother would approve of, when all I...