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We each bob at the end of a kite-string, flown by hands from the grave.
The societal protective coloration which once was good manners now consists of porn references.
Nothing is sadder than a folie a deux, minus one.
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"The cast of mind is westward, to land's end and the sun sinking into the sea. To such geography the sun, whether a god or not, is godly, and the feminine principle turns up mainly as trouble-making, that is in the figure of the witch. This might apply to California too, only it's not Celtic and it lacks saints. It is hard to be a first-class witch without a saint nearby to keep you stimulated."
The Oysters of Locmariaquer (Eleanor Clark)
HERR KEPLER'S NOTEBOOK
Time is the bully anchor of the opposing tug-rope team.
The person with a happy home life tracks glitter through the world; the solitary person leaves snowprints.
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"The grasshopper warbler's song comes up out of the earth just as you think the day is quietening down. It has no prelude or warm-up: it starts midperformance, as if switched on by the dark, as it if has been singing like this beneath the earth until it was dark enough to come to the surface. As if, though we hardly hear it, this singing never stops."
A Year on the Wing (Tim Dee)
All writing and cartoons on this site copyright 2008-2010 Julia Martin, unless otherwise credited.
The person with a happy home life tracks glitter through the world; the solitary person leaves snowprints.
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"The grasshopper warbler's song comes up out of the earth just as you think the day is quietening down. It has no prelude or warm-up: it starts midperformance, as if switched on by the dark, as it if has been singing like this beneath the earth until it was dark enough to come to the surface. As if, though we hardly hear it, this singing never stops."
A Year on the Wing (Tim Dee)
All writing and cartoons on this site copyright 2008-2010 Julia Martin, unless otherwise credited.
Nothing is sadder than a folie a deux, minus one. That is so purfect. Can I use it on my blog?
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