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Graham Greene on (another kind of) love

[abp:0142437980] It’s a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved, when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love. -Graham Greene, The End of the Affair, pg. 70

Proust on love

[abp:0142437964] Infatuation Considering his disease with as much discernment as if he had inoculated himself with it in order to study it, he told himself that when he had recovered his health what Odette might be doing would leave him indifferent. But, from within his morbid state, in truth he feared death itself no more [...]

12/28/11 / Gift-wrap

[abp:1593080727] I needed something other than The Varieties of Religious Experience to read – to, you know, not have to use my brain so much all the time while reading, to not feel so mentally engaged on every sentence and exclaim “Wow!” inside my head on William James’ every immaculately worded passage – so I [...]

10/14/11 / This is Nobel

Vaccuming There’s something…sweetly gratifying about seeing the dust and dirt collected in the see-through chamber of the vacuum cleaner after giving it a run on the floor, or even more, using the nozzle tool to clean nooks and crannies. Nobel-worthy quotation [abp:0140189416] We came up the walk, between the slow, thought-brewing, beat-up old heads, liver-spotted, [...]

10/09/11 / Last

Wherever you go I had heard it before, “You take yourself with you wherever you go,” or alternatively, “Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.” And it sounded something of a tautology, until a few days ago, when it just made a bit more sense. Augie March [abp:0140189416] You shouldn’t be angry for hearing [...]

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