February 2010
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Vocabulary: shadow of the gonfalon edition
anacreontic: after the style of Anacreon, a Greek poet fond of women and drinking tholus: a circular building with a conical or vaulted roof (Greek) architrave: the lowermost molding at the top of a colonnade gonfalon: a standard or banner hung from a crossbar caique: a rowboat or small sailing ship fiacre: a small, four-wheeled carriage pardine: a leopard or panther nigrescent: not quite black
January 2010
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For to fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise, without being...
– Socrates, The Apology
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Pyramids are pyramids in vales.
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Kate colored suddenly and violently, and her heart beat; but, sweet soul! she...
– Were the denizens of Victorian England really such gifted blushers that they could do so violently and suddenly, and to the instant notice of everyone present?
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His appointment book lists no visitors for this darkling hour… nor would...
– Doc Savage: Hell-Reapers at the Heart of Paradise
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They say that these shadows of morning fade as the sun brightens into noonday;...
– Reveries of a Bachelor
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Sufficient for the day is the evil thereof.
– Samuel Warren, Ten Thousand A-Year
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You may regard the above document in the light of a deadly and destructive...
– Samuel Warren, Ten Thousand A-Year
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—here his horse, whose sides were constantly being galled by the spurs of its...
– Samuel Warren, Ten Thousand A-Year
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I. Where, O where
Hath gentle Peace found rest?
Builds she in bower of lady...
– Samuel Warren, “Peace,” from Ten Thousand A-Year
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New Flickr set →
Very good.
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From the silence and deep peace of this saintly summer night — from the pathetic...
– Thomas de Quincey, The Vision of Sudden Death
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The divisions between all the different stripes of desperado and the regular...
– Mark Helprin, Winter’s Tale
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Ah! what a vulgar thing does courage seem when we see nations buying and selling...
– Thomas de Quincey, The Vision of Sudden Death
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Don't fight it →
Just spend the rest of the night reading Charlie Brooker’s columns. Probably the only person I’d submit to reading regularly with no screening.
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