April 2011
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Paradise, as people describe it, seems to me much too musical, and I confess in...
– Théophile Gautier, Mademoiselle de Maupin (thanks proustitute)
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Huddled around the fire of the alphabet…
– Carole Maso, Break Every Rule (thanks proustitute)
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Style is not a tool, it is not a method, it is not a choice of words alone....
– Vladimir Nabokov, from his lecture on Mansfield Park (via proustitute; adapted from ericlaster)
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I felt I was myself a crawling insect doomed to perish, seized by destruction in...
– From Knut Hamsun’s novel: Hunger, 1890
(thanks aperfectcommotion)
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