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Fighting and loving.

[To be modern] is to be both revolutionary and conservative: alive to new possibilities for experience and adventure, frightened by the nihilistic depths to which so many modern adventures lead, longing to create and to hold on to something real even as everything melts. We might even say that to be fully modern is to be anti-modern: from Marx’s and Dostoevsky’s time to our own, it has been impossible to grasp and embrace the modern world’s potentialities without loathing and fighting against some of its most palpable realities.

Ivan Karamazov says that, more than anything else, the death of children makes him want to give back his ticket to the universe. But he does not give it back. He keeps on fighting and loving; he keeps on keeping on.
Marshall Berman

This is what keeps me an English major. It’s all about the modernists.

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Stacks a dozen high.


Washington Square.

‘We’ve met before,’ muttered Gatsby. His eyes glanced momentarily at me, and his lips parted with an abortive attempt at a laugh. Luckily the clock took this moment to tilt dangerously at the pressure of his head, whereupon he turned and caught it with trembling fingers, and set it back in place. Then he sat down, rigidly, his elbow on the arm of the sofa and his chin in his hand…

‘It’s an old clock,’ I told them idiotically.
F. Scott Fizgerald, The Great Gatbsy

Probably one of my favorite things is the Vulture quiz: Jay-Z Lyric or Line from The Great Gatsby?. Language is so great.

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Creation.

The New Cathedral Overlooking the Park
William Carlos Williams

. . .
You seem a cathedral, celebrant of
the naked spring that shivers for me
among the long black trees

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Quietness.


Elise. Ash Wednesday.

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Clouded-brained.

The full truth of the Bundruns’ family life remains forever unavailable to its surviving members. The reader may come to understand it, but Anse doesn’t, or Cash, or his sister Dewey Dell, and it is only the liberty Faulkner allows himself that makes us recognize the mystery at the heart of their lives.
Michael Gorra on The Sound and the Fury

Don’t you ever wonder if life is like a book; you should be able to read and see what comes next, what’s going on now, what could ever happen?

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