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22nd August 2014

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15th August 2014

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Unrequited passions

One of the advantages of unrequited passions, I find, is that there is no need to worry about infidelity.

One can fall in love with a new person every day and hurt no one except oneself.

No recriminations, no sulking, no painful divorce.

I was an old hand.

Lucy Ellmann, Varying Degrees of Hopelessness (1991)

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12th June 2014


Kugel’s last words

Kugel thought specifically about the experience of dying. He thought about the pain, about the fear. Most of all, he thought about what he would say at the final moment; his ultima verba; his last words. They should be wise, he decided, which is not to say morose or obtuse; simply that they should mean something, amount to something. They should reveal, illuminate. He didn’t want to be caught by surprise, speechless, gasping, not knowing at the very last moment what to say.

No, wait, I oof.

I haven’t really given it much splat.

If I could just ka-blammo.

Shalom Auslander, Hope: A Tragedy (2012)

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25th May 2014

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'Best seller' really only means 'good seller'.
— George Carlin

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16th May 2014


The wind blew her back up

—I ever tell you about that time years ago I was on this ledge uptown trying to pull the damn psycho inside?
—You mean where the guy jumped and you almost fell? No, you never told me that story.
—[laughing] No, you never listened. So there I was. I put everything I had into saving this dumb-ass, low-life suicidal that when he went down, it was like I wanted to go with him.
—That happened once in Ireland. This girl jumped off the Cliffs of Moher and the wind blew her back up.
—The wind blew her back up?
—Yeah, the wind.
—No, that was Jesus, son.
—It was also the wind.
—The wind, my black ass. That was Jesus.

Bringing Out the Dead (1999)

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24th April 2014


Tickling is not a footnote in the story of laughter but at the very heart of it.
— Robert Provine, Laughter: A Scientific Investigation

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9th February 2014

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Cartoon by Otto Soglow in The New Yorker Album of Drawings 1925–1975

Cartoon by Otto Soglow in The New Yorker Album of Drawings 1925–1975

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1st January 2014

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Dublin time

Travel writer Honor Tracy was in Dublin once and needed the exact time. She asked a garda [police officer], who told her the exact time was between 2 and 3.

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23rd June 2013

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A great ould yoke for the bad roads

The Honda 50 was a great ould yoke for the bad roads, and it gave the poor ould fellas a bit of freedom, which they used sparingly – often you would see a poor ould fella sitting on a Honda 50 rigid with fear, or perhaps with porter, or some combination of both, riding home at about eight miles an hour.

Declan Lynch with Arthur Mathews, The Book of Poor Ould Fellas

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28th May 2013

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Volodya’s expression was strained

'I must warn you, that we don't do anything political.'

'What I have written is not political.'

'What's the subject?'

'The subject is universal pity.'

Volodya’s expression was strained, as though he had entered his remark for an important prize, and could hardly believe that he wouldn’t receive it.

Penelope Fitzgerald, The Beginning of Spring (1988)

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