Monday, October 21, 2013
So much guesswork.
— Holden Karnofsky
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Everything is possible if it is well done.
— Le Corbusier, “The Core as a Meeting Place of the Arts”
Saturday, October 19, 2013
When did you shout last time you were so happy?
— Aleksander Gamme, “Bliss,” Radiolab
Friday, October 18, 2013
If you are persuaded by the moral argument, but are not sufficiently motivated to act accordingly, I recommend that instead of worrying about how much you would have to do in order to live a fully ethical life, you do something that is significantly more than you have been doing so far. Then see how that feels.
— Peter Singer, The Life You Can Save
Thursday, October 17, 2013
It has its depressing moments.
— Narrator, The Naked City
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
It’s very difficult to avoid storytelling.
— Paul Muldoon from notes
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.
— Kenneth Koch, "Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams"
Monday, October 14, 2013
That’s exactly the way that I am.
— Trampled By Turtles, “Wait So Long”
Sunday, October 13, 2013
And what of the future?
— Chris Hill, The Note
Saturday, October 12, 2013
You would never find out another way.
— Alicia Cheng
Friday, October 11, 2013
As a shield from the terrible purity of Singer’s vision, I’ll look to the corruption that comes from interconnectedness. To justify my hopes that Singer’s theoretical world – and its entirely logical extensions – won’t become real, I’ll invoke the muck and mess and undeniable reality of disabled lives well lived. That’s the best I can do.
— Harriet McBryde Johnson, “Unspeakable Conversations,” The New York Times
Thursday, October 10, 2013
My kingdom for a sharpie.
— John Hunter
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Waitin’ for the manifest.
— Doc Watson, “Blue Railroad Train”
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
The object doesn’t contain the content.
Monday, October 7, 2013
You would want to experience them like you would experience a poem.
Sunday, October 6, 2013
It’s so nice to be horizontal.
Saturday, October 5, 2013
I kind of felt that I was cheating. And then I was like: I’m not cheating.
— Dana Schultz
Friday, October 4, 2013
You look up and you realize there is this unreal masonry arch over the produce section.
— Nat Oppenheimer
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Cornball jokes down here.
— John Hunter
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
No man loses his shadow except it is in the night, and even then his shadow is hidden, not lost.
— Derek Walcott, “From Omeros”