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“And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love rushes to your heart,and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.”

Franz Wright, closing lines to “Night Walk” from God’s Silence (Alfred A. Knopf, 2006)

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Can I Kick It? - A Tribe Called Quest

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Ginger Rogers

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NO MORE YOGURT FOR YOU, MR. JONES!

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (via veryyellowwhiteflash)

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Arm Wrestling (Miss Lebanon, Miss Scotland, Miss Sweden. Nov, 1962)

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In today’s installment of “This rule only exists because something went terribly wrong,” I learned that surgeons write “no” on the legs they AREN’T supposed to amputate.

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Maps are lying to you. Africa’s true size isn’t shown on standard maps. In terms of area, Africa is larger than China, Western Europe, and the U.S. combined. Source

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orchard.

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