The fox and the hedgehog have their domains; but what beast represents the rest of us, who know nothing save our opinions?
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The poetic response to Schrödinger’s thought experiment is to ask: what colour is the cat?
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M’s high standards, his reticence to publish all save the best, the most durable of his writing, makes me feel like a flasher who braves the streets offering a magnifying glass to his victims.
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Sometimes a typo gets to the heart of things. Just found on a green issues blog: “Grab your coast, apocalypse watchers”.
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We declare the person fascinating who listens to us longest.
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Testosterone can make a competition out of anything. Somewhere, probably, there’s a birdwatching club whose first rule is that it mustn’t be spoken of.
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Love has one language but many dialects.
Is it procrastination or literature? A bit of both, probably. Here you'll find a selection of aphorisms as they 'occur' to me (i.e. once I've puzzled over every comma). Enjoy. And observe copyright.
Friday, 19 February 2010
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
February 10
An early death is a truncated story. Thirteen years after she took her own life, I find myself wanting to catch up with S. on Facebook.
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When, in the insufficiently distant future, our snouts are plunged into SimWorld and iLove and VR sex parlours, some intrepid beard will stumble with eyes aflame upon this astounding technology: the paper codex.
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In the lost forest of Caledon, I looked up to watch a raven perform its victory spin. Such gratuitous virtuosity! It was raven celebrating raven –– as life asserts its meaning in being.
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Some birds beat the air as if it were a foe meaning to drag them down. Others seem only to flap their wings in order to keep us from getting suspicious.
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What’s blindingly obvious cannot be looked at.
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When, in the insufficiently distant future, our snouts are plunged into SimWorld and iLove and VR sex parlours, some intrepid beard will stumble with eyes aflame upon this astounding technology: the paper codex.
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In the lost forest of Caledon, I looked up to watch a raven perform its victory spin. Such gratuitous virtuosity! It was raven celebrating raven –– as life asserts its meaning in being.
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Some birds beat the air as if it were a foe meaning to drag them down. Others seem only to flap their wings in order to keep us from getting suspicious.
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What’s blindingly obvious cannot be looked at.
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
February 2
Politics may require a fudge but the biosphere doesn’t do compromise. Even if you leap three-quarters of the way, you still end up in the ditch.
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When success eludes us, we learn to take comfort from the consistency of our failures.
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Our last illusions about the solidity of the world vanish when we become parents and realise that the ground we stand upon is ourselves.
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Aliens came to Earth and sought at once a meeting with its most successful species. They are still waiting for the cockroaches to speak.
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When success eludes us, we learn to take comfort from the consistency of our failures.
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Our last illusions about the solidity of the world vanish when we become parents and realise that the ground we stand upon is ourselves.
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Aliens came to Earth and sought at once a meeting with its most successful species. They are still waiting for the cockroaches to speak.
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