May 2013
1 post
April 2013
1 post
NPR First Listen: Villagers, '{Awayland}' →
March 2013
3 posts
NPR First Listen: Cloud Cult, 'Love' →
Sacred, she thought. Strange to think of it that way. Time and again she had...
– Marilynne Robinson, Home
February 2013
1 post
NPR First Listen: Ivan & Alyosha, 'All The Times... →
January 2013
2 posts
November 2012
4 posts
The beauty of the place was subtle. In the western deserts you needed to look...
– Michael Ondaatje, Anil’s Ghost
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out...
– Jack Gilbert, “A Brief for the Defense” (via Andrew Sullivan)
October 2012
2 posts
Everything happens for the first time, but in a way that is eternal.
– Jorge Luis Borges, Happiness (full poem); as quoted by Paul Theroux, Dark Star Safari
September 2012
1 post
But he had a serenity that came with the choice of the life he wanted to live....
– Michael Ondaatje, The Cat’s Table
June 2012
3 posts
There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them...
– Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
This is the most beautiful book I have ever read, and I don’t bestow that lightly.
The old woman smiled at him toothlessly. ‘My stories? No, my little lord,...
– George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
It was a beautiful morning, light touching the farthest edges of the plains....
– Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove
May 2012
2 posts
San Francisco Backwards
April 2012
6 posts
"Your hair is very beautiful,” I say.
“Is it?” she says....
– Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
Every moment happens twice: inside and outside, and they are two different...
– Zadie Smith, White Teeth
The Scale of the Universe →
I’m assuming that there are no errors in this, which may not be the case. But anyway, it’s lovely.
March 2012
5 posts
As he entered the line for the Nişantaşı dolmuş, it occurred to him that the...
– Orhan Pamuk, The Black Book
Every returning New Yorker asks the question: Is this still my city?
I have a...
– Gary Shteyngart, Super Sad True Love Story
and one day we will die
and our ashes will fly
from the aeroplane over the...
– Neutral Milk Hotel, “In the Aeroplane Over the Sea”