1 April 2011
15 February 2011

14th Feb

You know that feeling you get when you stand at a cliff’s edge, high on a mountain? That strange urge that you can’t push from your mind, that inevitably paralyses you at the precipice? That feeling that you want to jump, even though the rational you knows the risk? 

I feel like that with the words “I love you”.

Every time I talk to you, I feel like that.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

31 January 2011

So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.

- John Keating, Dead Poet’s Society (via thegirlwiththemessyhair)

I remember reading somewhere that you should replace the word ‘very’ with ‘damn’, so that when an editor runs through your work, the word is simply deleted. “It was a very hot day” is replaced in the final text with “it was a hot day”, which is usually more effective. This advice apparently doesn’t apply if you’re Hemingway.

(Source: youcanwritesongs, via ashwrites)

26 January 2011
25 January 2011

The advice I like to give young artists, or really anybody who’ll listen to me, is not to wait around for inspiration. Inspiration is for amateurs; the rest of us just show up and get to work. If you wait around for the clouds to part and a bolt of lightning to strike you in the brain, you are not going to make an awful lot of work. All the best ideas come out of the process; they come out of the work itself. Things occur to you. If you’re sitting around trying to dream up a great art idea, you can sit there a long time before anything happens. But if you just get to work, something will occur to you and something else will occur to you and somthing else that you reject will push you in another direction. Inspiration is absolutely unnecessary and somehow deceptive. You feel like you need this great idea before you can get down to work, and I find that’s almost never the case.

Chuck Close (via sandyhong & @emilycarroll)

(via drawnblog)

19 January 2011
kilele:

Garden of Words
“Among other flowers and exoctic plants, a beautiful garden of poems in the Kirstenbosch National Botanical Gardens near Cape Town [in South Africa].The Kirstenbosch Estate covers 528 hectares, 36 hectares make up the central landscaped garden on the eastern slopes of Table Mountain, it is home to more than 8 500 indigenous plant species, and is known as one of the Seven Magnificent Botanical Gardens of the world.” (Photographer’s words)
Photo by Armando Botelho

Oh, didn’t realise this was happening. Will head over tomorrow, then.

kilele:

Garden of Words

“Among other flowers and exoctic plants, a beautiful garden of poems in the Kirstenbosch National Botanical Gardens near Cape Town [in South Africa].The Kirstenbosch Estate covers 528 hectares, 36 hectares make up the central landscaped garden on the eastern slopes of Table Mountain, it is home to more than 8 500 indigenous plant species, and is known as one of the Seven Magnificent Botanical Gardens of the world.” (Photographer’s words)

Photo by Armando Botelho

Oh, didn’t realise this was happening. Will head over tomorrow, then.

(via theafricatheynevershowyou)

The three officials
have informed their capitals
but have no response.

Haikuleaks searches the Wikileaks cables for haikus using HaikuFinder and this Cablegate parser (via maxistentialist)

I really like the creativity in finding a way to extract all the haikus from the Wikileaks cables. Some of them are really intense:

To do otherwise,

he said, risked more violence

and more bloodshed.

Reminds me of a story in 6 words, which is brilliant.

(Source: maxistentialist)

5 January 2011

The door was the way to… to… The Door was The Way.
Good. Capital letters were always the best way of dealing with things you didn’t have a good answer to.

Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency


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