February 2012
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Boccaccio - The Decameron, Day 4 Story 9
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I pray you tell me Sir; what meate was this which you have made me to eate? Muse no longer (saide he) for therein I will quickly resolve thee. Thou hast eaten the heart of Messer Guiglielmo Guardastagno, whose love was so deare and precious to thee, thou false, perfidious, and disloyall Lady: I pluckt it out of his vile body with mine owne hands, and made my Cooke to dresse it for thy...
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“Above all, do not lie to yourself. A man who lies to himself and listens to his...”
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“… But that the elder Zossima was this very saint and this custodian of...”
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Irving Layton - The Cold Green Element
At the end of the garden walk the wind and its satellite wait for me; their meaning I will not know until I go there, but the black-hatted undertaker who, passing, saw my heart beating in the grass, is also going there. Hi, I tell him, a great squall in the Pacific blew a dead poet out of the water, Crowds depart daily to see it, and return with grimaces and incomprehension; if its limbs twitched...
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E. J. Pratt - The Ground Swell
Three times we heard it calling with a low, Insistent note; at ebb-tide on the noon; And at the hour of dusk, when the red moon Was rising and the tide was on the flow; Then, at the hour of midnight once again, Though we had entered in and shut the door And drawn the blinds, it crept up from the shore And smote upon a bedroom window-pane; Then passed away as some dull pang...
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High Windows - Philip Larkin
“Rather than words comes the thought of high windows: The sun-comprehending glass, And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.”
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Rabindranath Tagore
The King of the Dark Chamber, Scene 20:
SUDARSHANA. Lord, do not give me back the honour which you once did turn away from me! I am the servant of your feet—I only seek the privilege of serving you.
KING. Will you be able to bear me now?
SUDARSHANA. Oh yes, yes, I shall. Your sigh repelled me because I had sought to find you in the pleasure garden, in my Queen’s chambers: there even...
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Wittgenstein's Tractatus
“Wittgenstein would not meet the Vienna Circle proper, but only a few of its members, including Schlick, Carnap, and Waissman. Often, though, he refused to discuss philosophy, and would insist on giving the meetings over to reciting the poetry of Rabindranath Tagore with his chair turned to the wall.”
