Tuesday, February 26, 2013
The cowardly worship of the past.
— Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, “Futurist Architecture”
Monday, February 25, 2013
Yea. But what’s right? My happiness now? My happiness in the future? What would even bring about my happiness? It’s too complicated of a question to answer.
— Kristin Cotter
Sunday, February 24, 2013
It’s not like my feet are stuck to the floor.
— Jack Peñate, “Pull My Heart Away”
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Do you know what we just did? We just walked out of a grocery store without any groceries.
— Woman at 22nd and Market.
Friday, February 22, 2013
Like most things in a box, if you put food in it, it’ll chill out.
— Michael Smith
Thursday, February 21, 2013
It’s harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else.
— Andrew Jackson Jihad, “Big Bird”
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
This is probably a term you will never get to use in life.
— Lia Markey
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
The only question is whether these lookers back will be ourselves a few years hence or our remote descendants.
— Donald Griffin via Ethology
Monday, February 18, 2013
The atheist among the aristocrats, on the other hand, raises his hat when he passes a church.
— Adolf Loos, Ornament and Crime
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Apparently the brain comes knowing how to see at birth, but can ‘forget.’
— Jame Gould, Ethology
Saturday, February 16, 2013
— Band of Horses, “The Funeral”
Friday, February 15, 2013
Strong bold patterns covered objects made with simple, confident directness.
— Paul Greenhalgh, “Alternative Histories”
Thursday, February 14, 2013
In fact there are no accidents in history.
— Esther da Costa Meyer
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Because there’s no other way to play it.
— Randy Pausch, “The Last Lecture”
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
They seem tremendously proud of each other.
— Konrad Lorenz, King Solomon’s Ring
Monday, February 11, 2013
But she’s a stranger intruding on his territory.
— Hugh Falkus, Signals For Survival
Sunday, February 10, 2013
The deepest problems of modern life flow from the attempt of the individual to maintain the independence and individuality of his existence against the sovereign powers of society, against the weight of the historical heritage and the external culture and technique of life.
— Georg Simmel, “The Metropolis and Mental Life”
Saturday, February 9, 2013
I didn’t know I was supposed to be looking for him, sir.
— Forrest Gump, Forrest Gump
Friday, February 8, 2013
Your knowledge (the knowledge you may have of Parisian topography) struggles with your perception, and in a sense, that is what intelligence is: to reconstitute, to make memory and sensation cooperate so as to produce in your mind a simulacrum of Paris.
— Roland Barthes, The Eiffel Tower and Other Mythologies
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Ben is back.