April 2012
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There must have been a moment, at the beginning, were we could have said —...
– Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
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The self is only a threshold, a door, a becoming between two multiplicities.
– Gilles Deleuze & Félix Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus, Capitalism and Schizophrenia (via mythologyofblue)
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Overhead the geese are a line,
a moving scar. Wavering
like a strand of pollen...
– Anne Michaels, from “Miner’s Pond” (via awritersruminations)
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