the contextual life

Dec 01

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Nov 30

“Was not everything, after all, like this bewildering woodland, this dance of dark and light? Everything only a glimpse, the glimpse always unforeseen, and always forgotten.” The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton

“Was not everything, after all, like this bewildering woodland, this dance of dark and light? Everything only a glimpse, the glimpse always unforeseen, and always forgotten.”

The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton

“[T]he only luxury he allows himself is buying books, paperback books, mostly novels, American novels, British novels, foreign novels in translation, but in the end books are not luxuries so much as necessities, and reading is an addiction he has no wish to be cured of.” — Paul Auster, Sunset Park  (via picadorbookroom)

(Source: taylorbooks, via picadorbookroom)

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Nov 27

“‘A man’s brain is a bomb,’ he cried out, loosening suddenly his strange passion and striking his own skull with violence. ‘My brain feels like a bomb, night and day. It must expand! It must expand! A man’s brain must expand, if it breaks up the universe.’” The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton

“‘A man’s brain is a bomb,’ he cried out, loosening suddenly his strange passion and striking his own skull with violence. ‘My brain feels like a bomb, night and day. It must expand! It must expand! A man’s brain must expand, if it breaks up the universe.’”

The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton

Nov 26

“The smooth thickness of his arms, legs, and body, the sag of his big rounded shoulders, made his body like a bear’s. It was like a shaved bear’s: his chest was hairless. His skin was childishly soft and pink.” The Maltese Falcon / Dashiell Hammett

“The smooth thickness of his arms, legs, and body, the sag of his big rounded shoulders, made his body like a bear’s. It was like a shaved bear’s: his chest was hairless. His skin was childishly soft and pink.”

The Maltese Falcon / Dashiell Hammett

Nov 25

Then the man smiled, and his smile was a shock, for it was all on one side, going up the right cheek and down in the left.  There was nothing, rationally speaking, to scare anyone about this. Many people have this nervous trick of a crooked smile, and in many it is even attractive. But … with the dark dawn and the deadly errand and the loneliness on the great dripping stones, there was something unnerving in it. The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton 

Then the man smiled, and his smile was a shock, for it was all on one side, going up the right cheek and down in the left. 

There was nothing, rationally speaking, to scare anyone about this. Many people have this nervous trick of a crooked smile, and in many it is even attractive. But … with the dark dawn and the deadly errand and the loneliness on the great dripping stones, there was something unnerving in it.

The Man Who Was Thursday / G.K. Chesterton 

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Nov 24

“There are no vital and significant forms of art; there is only art, and precious little of that.”—Raymond Chandler, The Simple Art of Murder

“There are no vital and significant forms of art; there is only art, and precious little of that.”—Raymond Chandler, The Simple Art of Murder

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Nov 23

“If you imagine writing 1,000 words a day, which most journalists do, that would be a very long book a year.” — A.N. Wilson

Nov 22

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Nov 21

Travel Posters for Loch Ness and Other Homes of Mythical Beasts [more]

Travel Posters for Loch Ness and Other Homes of Mythical Beasts

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