January 2012
2 posts
When you sense a faint potentiality for happiness after such dark times you must...
– E. Gilbert
December 2011
41 posts
In my view, the discussion should not be about the future of books but about the...
– New York Times Sunday Dialogue: Reading Books in the Digital Age
Maybe I should just let go and appreciate Larsson’s poetic license and extension...
– Nathan Hegedus for Slate, “For The Last Time, Lisbeth Salander is Not Pippi Longstocking.”
Who knows what we are, what we feel? Who knows even at the moment of intimacy,...
– Virginia Woolf,To The Lighthouse. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
He fumbled through a pocketful of lirasi, slotting the small dull alloy coins one after another, vaguely amused by the anachronism of the process. The phone nearest him rang.
Automatically, he picked it up.
“Yeah?”
Faint harmonics, tiny inaudible voices voice rattling across some orbital link, and then a sound like wind.
“Hello, Case.”
A fifty-lirasi coin fell from his...
Kathryn Calder — City of Sounds (Live)
I could be your welcome, I could be your greeter
I could be sweet and I could...
– She & Him — Home
“Lane himself lit a cigarette as the train pulled in. Then, like so many people, who, perhaps, ought to be issued only a very probational pass to meet trains, he tried to empty his face of all expression that might quite simply, perhaps even beautifully, reveal how he felt about the arriving person.
Franny was among the first of the girls to get off the train, from a car at the far,...
Don’t get me wrong. I’m happy to discuss a novel with a book club or listen to a...
– Dave Pell (via couch)
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of...
– William Gibson, Neuromancer
Bitch,” he said to the rose tint over Shiga. Down on Ninsei the holograms...
– William Gibson, Neuromancer
“Manchmal gehe ich an kleinen Läden vorbei in der rue de Seine etwa. Händler mit Altsachen oder kleine Buchantiquare oder Kupferstichverkäufer mit überfüllten Schaufenstern. Nie tritt jemand bei ihnen ein, sie machen offenbar keine Geschäfte. Sieht man aber hinein, so sitzen sie, sitzen und lesen, unbesorgt; sorgen nicht um morgen, ängstigen sich nicht um ein Gelingen, haben einen Hund, der...