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Nice literature goes here.

in the cafe
she pockets scraps of talk
from other tables

projector screen
at funeral reads
NO SIGNAL

the Butterfly House
my sister forgets
her diagnosis

"And yet on his face there was a gentle smile, as if he had finally come to approve his own disintegraton".

All art is quite useless.

"Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become."

-C.S. Lewis

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- E. E. Cummings

As I was going up the stair
I saw a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish, he’d stay away.

-- Hughes Mearns

And did those teeth
In ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?

"A text on Christopher Columbus: it analyzes his signature and finds in it a reference to the pyramids. Columbus's real aim was to reconstruct the Temple of Jerusalem, since he was a grand master of the Templars-in-exile. Being a Portugese Jew and therefore an expert cabalist, he used talismanic spells to calm storms and overcome scurvy."

-Casaubon, excerpt from Foucault's Pendulum by Umberto Eco

(fantastic book, forget about reading The Da Vinci Code, this is actually a good conspiracy novel and doesn't take itself seriously. Now to find a copy of the Illuminatus! trilogy...)

And did those teeth
In ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?

Well, it is a man's life in the British Dental Association.

Literature is the greatest telepathy we have yet devised to send intact our very thoughts into the eons.

Look, don't kill that fly!
It is making a prayer to you
By rubbing its hands and feet.

- Kobayashi Issa

Stephen looked sharply round, saw the decanter, smelt to the sloth, and cried, "Jack, you have debauched my sloth."

I hear and I forget,
I see and I remember,
I do and I understand.

-Confucius

"Be silent in that solitude which is not loneliness, for then the spirits of the dead who stood in life before thee- and their will shall overshadow thee." Edgar A. Poe

"He liked his women the way he liked his kiwi fruit: soft yet firm, sweet yet tart, and covered in stubbly brown fur."