User:	literaryquotes (posted by littlekitkin)
	Date:	2008-07-20 14:02
	Subject:	"Persephone" by Wendy Froud
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Six pomegranate seeds, as red as rubies, lay on a golden plate. They glow with crimson fire in the candlelight. My lord bids me eat. I can feel his hands upon my shoulders. I can feel his breath hot upon my neck. I eat the first fruit, and as I taste, my lord tastes the skin of my throat, where the scent of flowers still lingers.



( In the world above, the daylight fades. The wind blows cold among the trees. )

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by fourthmotionsky)
	Date:	2008-07-21 01:31
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Did I love her? Yes, I probably loved her. To the extent that I was capable of loving anyone, Joyce was the woman for me, the only candidate on my list. And even if it wasn't the full-blown, one hundred percent passion that supposedly defines the word love, it was something that fell just short of it -- but so close to the mark as to render the distinction meaningless.

Paul Auster - The Brooklyn Follies

	User:	ugly_crap (posted by phoenixothon)
	Date:	2008-07-20 12:00
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http://www.furhatworld.com/red-fox-fur-leather-russian-trooper-hat-p-653.html

This is just a bit over the top for me. This is supposed to be a mens hat.

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by junsuisa)
	Date:	2008-07-20 23:50
	Subject:	The Temple of Dawn - Mishima Yukio
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"There was no compensation, no joy in my association with you. Though I not once asked for you, you imposed your tenacious friendship and coerced me into this outlandish tightrope called living. You made me frugal with my infatuations, gave me ridiculously excessive possessions, transformed justice into wallpaper, converted reason into mere furniture, and confined beauty into its shabbiest form."

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by xcalamityjane)
	Date:	2008-07-21 00:22
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" there is a loneliness in this world so slow you can see it in the movements of the hands of the clock "

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by bearhunting)
	Date:	2008-07-20 11:58
	Subject:	you shall know our velocity - dave eggers
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"At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do. "

"I had pictured, as a young man, that the things I knew and would know were bricks in something that would, effortlessly, eventually, shape itself into something recognizable, meaningful. A massive and spiritual sort of geometry- a ziggurat, a pyramid. But here I am now, so many years on, and if there is a shape to all this, it hasn't revealed itself. But no, this far the things I know grow out, not up, and what might connect all these things, connective tissue or synapses, or just some sense of order, doesn't exist, or isn't functioning, and what I knew at twenty-seven can't be found now. "

"Real buried treasure. Even if the kid didn't believe in the Moroccan part, still it would be so expanding, would open their minds to such possibilities-this act alone could keep a child- and his or her friends, and theirs- from the grey low-slung sky of adolescence; whenever they would feel that they'd seen everything, or conversely, that they extraordinary was no possibly-and how funny that those two thoughts, diametrically opposed, are always both found in the jaded brain-whenever that happened they'd remember the treasure, the Moroccans on the run, the fact that they'd found the money here, in this ragged forest by the tracks on the edge of their tiny town-"

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by dothestrand)
	Date:	2008-07-20 16:55
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Then Master Ralph would wash his hands (he was clean in his personal habits) and go into the dining room to eat.

After eating, this evening, he returned to his fretwork for another hour, and then, taking his cage of white mice with him, went into the bathroom and had a bath.

Then he took his five white mice from the cage and made them swim in the bath. This he did almost every night, whether he himself was bathing or not, and the ceremony seldom took less than half an hour.

His furry pets, their heads held painfully high, would scramble and scamper through the water from one end of the bath and back again. It would be impossible to say for certain whether they enjoyed this on the whole or not: but probably they did not. Master Gorse would endeavour to engineer 'races' between different mice, but this was always a failure as it was impossible to arrive at a decision with creatures who did not know what they were being set to do and every now and again gave extreme signs of panic.

Neither Mrs Gorse nor Mabel knew anything about this nightly immersion of his white mice. Had they done so, they would have put an end to it.

-The West Pier by Patrick Hamilton

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by anima)
	Date:	2008-07-20 10:30
	Subject:	War
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"Today, force is called violence and its judgement is beginning; war is being accused. Civilization, with the human race as plaintiff, is preparing the trial and mounting the great criminal case against the conquerors and the captains... The people will come to understand that amplifying atrocities cannot diminish them. That if to kill is a crime, killing large numbers cannot be an attenuating factor; that if to steal is shameful, invasion cannot be glory...Ah! let us proclaim these absolute truths, let us dishonour war."

Guy De Maupassant, Afloat

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by wyvernstars)
	Date:	2008-07-20 21:38
	Subject:	get it? get it? XD
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"... and to never, ever, under any circumstances, let the Virginian Wolfsnake near a typewriter."

- Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room

	User:	scans_daily (posted by stubbleupdate)
	Date:	2008-07-20 13:25
	Subject:	They didn't seriously write that, did they?
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	User:	scans_daily (posted by une_croix)
	Date:	2008-07-20 21:50
	Subject:	Jim Lee's Deathblow
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	Mood:	cold
	Music:	MGMT

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	User:	literaryquotes (posted by snarlball)
	Date:	2008-07-20 06:44
	Subject:	Pullman - The Subtle Knife
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	Mood:	amused

"A few minutes after he arrived, Lee was talking to a group of astronomers eager to learn what news he could bring them, for there are few natural philosophers as frustrated as astronomers in a fog."

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by themostfleeting)
	Date:	2008-07-20 03:15
	Subject:	On Beauty, Zadie Smith
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"Its a Wellington thing, its a student thing," said Victoria rapidly, coming up on her elbows. "Its our shorthand for when we say, like, Professor Simeon's class is 'The tomato's nature versus the tomato's nurture,' and Jane Colman's class is 'To properly understand the tomato you must first uncover the tomato's suppressed Herstory’... and Professor Gilman's class is 'The tomato is structured like an aubergine,' and Professor Kellas's class is basically 'There is no way of proving the existence of the tomato without making reference to the tomato itself,' and Erskine Jegede's class is 'The post-colonial tomato as eaten by Naipaul.' And so on. So you say, 'What class have you got coming up?' and the person says Tomatoes 1670-1900. Or whatever.
But your class – your class is a cult classic. I love your class. Your class is all about never ever saying 'I like the tomato.'"

On Beauty, Zadie Smith

	User:	ugly_crap (posted by sapphires13)
	Date:	2008-07-20 00:42
	Subject:	A plethora of ugly crap.
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While innocently surfing YouTube, my eyes were assaulted by an ad for greatglam.com, a site which I think has been mentioned here before. I would say that their goal seems to be to make the sluttiest clothes possible, using the cheapest and ugliest fabrics available, but they do (shockingly) seem to have a very few cute items. Cute items are not what this site is about though.

( I'll start with the hideous shoes, and work my way down to the fugtastic dresses, a couple of shirts, and a bonus surprise )

Someone should take away this company's business license.

	User:	literaryquotes (posted by royalrainboww)
	Date:	2008-07-20 02:19
	Subject:	Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.
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When we found each other, I was very flabbergasted by his appearance. This is an American? I thought. And also, This is a Jew? He was severely short. He wore spectacles and had diminutive hairs which were not split anywhere, but rested on his head like a Shapka. He did not appear like either the Americans I had witnessed in magazines, with yellow hairs and muscles, or the Jews from history books, with no hair and prominent bones. He was wearing nor blue jeans nor the uniform. In truth, he did not look like anything special at all. I was underwhelmed to the maximum.

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...he enclosed pieces of string that he used to measure out his body--his head, thigh, forearm, finger, neck, everything. He wanted me to sleep with them under my pillow. He said that when he came back, we would remeasure his body against the string as proof that he hadn't changed.

	User:	scans_daily (posted by starwolf_oakley)
	Date:	2008-07-20 01:01
	Subject:	Frank Miller and the New York Times
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	User:	scans_daily (posted by parsimonia)
	Date:	2008-07-20 01:40
	Subject:	Funny Dark Knight-related DC/Marvel Video
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	Mood:	must sleep now

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	User:	scans_daily (posted by starwolf_oakley)
	Date:	2008-07-20 01:12
	Subject:	LOTDK Annual #4: Citizen Wayne.
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	User:	scans_daily (posted by kamino_neko)
	Date:	2008-07-20 01:15
	Subject:	Read or Dream - The Yuriness of Anita King and Hisami Hisaishi pt 2
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	Music:	YKZ - R.O.D (Instrumental)

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	User:	scans_daily (posted by colonel_green)
	Date:	2008-07-20 01:59
	Subject:	Cliffhangers done right.
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