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Записи с темой: with serpents for arms the lovers are the hydra of the tale (список заголовков)
22:23 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
14:57 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
We don’t give other people credit for the same interior complexity we take for granted in ourselves, the same capacity for holding contradictory feelings in balance, for complexly alloyed affections, for bottomless generosity of heart and petty, capricious malice. We can’t believe that anyone could be unkind to us and still be genuinely fond of us, although we do it all the time.

Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

— Tim Kreider, I Know What You Think of Me

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10:26 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.

— Robert Frost, “October”

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22:00 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.

— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

@темы: with serpents for arms the lovers are the hydra of the tale, in this town we call home everyone hail to the pumpkin song

22:40 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
15:35 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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13:23 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
15:19 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Westerners are fond of the saying ‘Life isn’t fair.’ Then, they end in snide triumphant: ‘So get used to it!’ What a cruel, sadistic notion to revel in! What a terrible, patriarchal response to a child’s budding sense of ethics. Announce to an Iroquois, ‘Life isn’t fair,’ and her response will be: ‘Then make it fair!’ This is the matriarchal approach to learning.

— Barbara Alice Mann, Iroquois woman

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22:22 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“We often have to explain to young people why study is useful. It’s pointless telling them that it’s for the sake of knowledge, if they don’t care about knowledge. Nor is there any point in telling them that an educated person gets through life better than an ignoramus, because they can always point to some genius who, from their standpoint, leads a wretched life. And so the only answer is that the exercise of knowledge creates relationships, continuity, and emotional attachments. It introduces us to parents other than our biological ones. It allows us to live longer, because we don’t just remember our own life but also those of others. It creates an unbroken thread that runs from our adolescence (and sometimes from infancy) to the present day. And all this is very beautiful.”

- Umberto Eco

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21:07 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
The scariest moment is always just before you start.

— Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

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15:13 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Holy places are dark places. It is life and strength, not knowledge and words, that we get in them.
Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but thick and dark like blood.

— Till We Have Faces, C.S. Lewis

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12:50 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Her scent, the provocatively innocent blend of chamomile soap and Woman, had whirled in his head, and he’d thought of pearly skin glimmering in the light of a single candle and long black hair tumbled upon a pillow… and himself wrapped in her clean, sweet womanliness, touching, tasting, drinking her in.

— Loretta Chase, Lord of Scoundrels

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12:12 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Rape is one of the most terrible crimes on earth. And it happens every few minutes. The problem with groups who deal with rape is that they try to educate women about how to defend themselves. What really needs to be done is teaching men not to rape. Go to the source and start there.

— Kurt Cobain talking in November 1991 about the background behind the song ‘Polly’

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12:14 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Madness, mayhem, erotic vandalism, devastation of innumerable souls - while we scream and perish, History licks a finger and turns the page.

— Thomas Ligotti

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12:11 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
Dostoevsky is inwardly so infinitely vast that he reaches beyond the boundaries of man and on his verge relates to both elder brothers of Adam, both the angel and the demon. In him they have enough space to quest, alternately govern him and pursue in him the eternal struggle for man. That angel is, after all, corrupt, that saint is fallen, and that demon has not lost the memory of his fatherland hoping to compel his return. With Dostoevsky nothing is definite apart from the desire for grace of God. But had he ever attained it fully? - that is the question. And the rest is divergence - which Dostoevsky himself confesses - schism, combat for self with the self, inner war between delight and torture, love and capture, humility and pride, contempt and fear of taunt, wrathful envy and will to sacrifice, magnanimity and vileness, grace and infamy, clairvoyance and blindness, tears of repentance and frenetic malediction. And this is my Dostoevsky: magnificent always, often odious, always perilous and terrifying.

— Václav Černý, Dostoevsky and his Demons

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19:42 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
But to be furious, murderously furious, is to be alive. No longer young, no longer pretty, no longer loved, or sweet, or loveable, unmasked, writhing on the ground for all to see in my utter ingloriousness… there’s no telling what I might do.

— Claire Messud, The Woman Upstairs

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18:16 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
18:16 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“And we speak of everything
that does not come true, which is to say: it was August.
August! the light in the trees, full of fury.
August filled hands with language that tastes like smoke.”


— Ilya Kaminsky, from Dancing in Odessa; “Musica Humana”

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18:38 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
I am only alive when I perceive a challenge.

— Neil Gaiman, Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

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09:53 

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you – and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created – out of five vowels and three consonants.

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters To Vera

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