July 2012
June 2012
“I know I am a luminous point that goes uselessly through the gloomy futility of all things. And it is this, my conscious desperation, this my awareness of the futility of being, that makes me deeply love Life.”
—Renzo Novatore, Spiritual Perversity (1920)
“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky; we fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.”
—Kahlil Gibran, from The Treasured Writings of Kahlil Gibran (via liquidnight)
“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”
—Salvador Plascencia (via gildings)
“This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”
—Gary Provost
