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Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows, Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.

Thursday, 25 March 2010

No Smoking

It is such a drag
Not going for a fag,
especially during the nighttime.
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It makes me feel antsy,
Cos all that I fancy's
Some quality Marlboro Light time.

Saturday, 20 March 2010

A handful of trinket-y and precious literary quotes

"She loved Lords; she loved youth, and Nancy, dressed at enormous expense by the greatest artists in Paris, stood there looking as if her body had merely put forth, of its own accord, a green frill." --Mrs. Dalloway Virginia Woolf
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" 'At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try. There are only diamonds in the whole world, diamonds and perhaps the shabby gift of disillusion. Well, I have that last and I will make the usual nothing of it.' He shivered. 'Turn up your coat collar, little girl, the night's full of chill and you'll get pneumonia. His was a great sin who first invented consciousness. Let us lose it for a few hours.' " --Diamond as Big as the Ritz F. Scott Fitzgerald
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"(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands"
-somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond e. e. cummings
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Thursday, 18 March 2010


What a comment on the shambles and shame of the modern world when what you think to be a star in the sky turns out to be merely a plane.

Sunday, 7 March 2010

gotta love a haiku!

Lissssstlesssssssnessssss whispers,

Sly and slightly sinister,

Tempting her to act.


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