October 2019
when children go out in the mist,
the children tasting of candy, of carelessly spilled dreams,
the children like faraway stars flaming into the soft folds of darkness.
- Dolores Stewart
5:00 PM Oct 31st
If you blur your eyes, the streetlights become hundreds of ghosts going home.
- Iain Thomas
7:45 AM Oct 31st
Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that's on its mind and can't make itself understood, and so can't rest easy in its grave, and has to go about that way every night grieving.
- Mark Twain
8:00 AM Oct 30th
Nothing irked him more
the children tasting of candy, of carelessly spilled dreams,
the children like faraway stars flaming into the soft folds of darkness.
- Dolores Stewart
5:00 PM Oct 31st
If you blur your eyes, the streetlights become hundreds of ghosts going home.
- Iain Thomas
7:45 AM Oct 31st
Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that's on its mind and can't make itself understood, and so can't rest easy in its grave, and has to go about that way every night grieving.
- Mark Twain
8:00 AM Oct 30th
Nothing irked him more
Than asking, "What is there
Beyond death?"
His theory once was
That love greets you,
And the loveless
Don't know what to say.
- Mark Jarman
Nobody is smarter than you are. And what if they are? What good is their understanding doing you?
- Terence McKenna
8:30 AM Oct 28th
We all want everything to be okay. We don't even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.
- David Levithan
10:00 AM Oct 26th
The head is saying, "Oh, I know, I'm the mystery," and yet the body is acting like it didn't get the message.
- Adyashanti
7:30 AM Oct 25th
For, while the tale of how we suffer, and how we are delighted, and how we may triumph is never new, it must always be heard. There isn't any other tale to tell, it's the only light we've got in all this darkness.
- James Baldwin
7:30 AM Oct 21st
What are minnows but brief flashes? And what are thoughts? And how do you capture a brief flash, even for a second?
- Dinty W. Moore
9:00 AM Oct 20th
And then there is, of course, always, and inevitably, this spume of poetry that's just blowing out of the sulphurous flue-holes of the earth. Just masses of poetry. It's unstoppable, it's uncorkable. There's no way to make it end.
- Nicholson Baker
8:00 AM Oct 18th
Our great democracies still tend to think that a stupid man is more likely to be honest than a clever man, and our politicians take advantage of this prejudice by pretending to be even more stupid than nature has made them.
- Bertrand Russell
8:08 AM Oct 17th
Desire needlessly spills on me a cursed liqueur. For my thirsty thirst, what can the promise of eyes do? I speak of something not in this world. I speak of someone whose purpose is elsewhere.
- Alejandra Pizarnik
8:00 AM Oct 16th
When I was a child, I thought,
Casually, that solitude
Never needed to be sought.
Something everybody had,
Like nakedness, it lay at hand,
Not specially right or specially wrong,
A plentiful and obvious thing
Not at all hard to understand.
- Philip Larkin
9:00 AM Oct 15th
I want to overhear passionate arguments about what we are and what we are doing and what we ought to do. I want to feel that art is an utterance made in good faith by one human being to another. I want to believe there are geniuses scheming to astonish the rest of us, just for the pleasure of it.
- Marilynne Robinson
8:30 AM Oct 14th
I will cut adrift - I will sit on pavements and drink coffee -I will dream; I will take my mind out of its iron cage and let it swim - this fine October.
- Virginia Woolf
five branch tree
2:04 PM Oct 12th
Every moment think steadily as a Roman and a man, to do what thou hast in hand with perfect and simple dignity, and a feeling of affection and freedom and justice. These words of the Emperor Marcus Aurelius Antoninus strike me as pretty good advice, for even the orneriest young scamp.
- Walker Percy
9:00 AM Oct 12th
like the weather front
they warn is on its way
with its switchblades
of wind and ice,
our lives have minds
of their own.
- Linda Pastan
11:00 AM Oct 11th
On my honor I will do my best to do my duty to god and my country but it might not be the same god as the god of the church and I might not be digging on the message of the president because the windmills of his mind are cracked on a lot of subjects concerning people.
- Lynda Barry
8:30 AM Oct 11th
The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.
- Bertrand Russell
8:00 AM Oct 10th
the footprints of the little birds spoke with a muffled voice. What they spoke of was entirely without significance, or else something capable of lifting a life off its hinges: there was no way of knowing.
- Alessandro Baricco
8:00 AM Oct 9th
If I could only turn the etch-a-sketch of my life upside down.
- Lynda Barry
8:00 AM Oct 7th
Notes of joy have a special STP solvent in them that dissolves all the gluey engine deposits of heartache. War and woe don't have anything like the range and reach that notes of joy do.
- Nicholson Baker
2:00 PM Oct 6th
But for a woodpecker
tapping at a post, no sound
at all in the house
- Basho
8:00 AM Oct 4th
There is usually more than one answer. Some answers are much better than others: they cost less, are more reliable or are more easy to implement. There is no reason at all for supposing that the first answer has to be the best one.
- Edward de Bono
8:00 AM Oct 3rd
What does a man live for but to have a girl, use his mind, practice his trade, drink a drink, read a book, and watch the martins wing it for the Amazon and the three-fingered sassafras turn red in October? Man is not made for suffering, night sweats, and morning terrors.
- Walker Percy
8:15 AM Oct 2nd
This is the month of quiet days, crimson creepers, and blackberries; of mellow afternoons in the ripening garden; of tea under acacias instead of too shady beeches; of wood fires in the library in chilly evenings.
- Elizabeth von Arnim
exhaled spirals
9:00 AM Oct 1st
