like liking lichens
Philosophy is a profession.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Philosophy is a profession.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Why do we want?
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Actors convince.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
That was back when he was working out the details of his EPG, or estimated profundity gradient. It had something to do with how many profound observations were experienced per conversational hour at get-togethers of the Bloomsbury Group.
James Finial, The Misadventures of Caroline.
“Damn it, Watkins! It’s what you’re always going on about. I mean, nowadays, who cares about some old coot named Homer who was paid to sing foolish poems? Really, man, who bloody cares?”
Adrian Caliban, The Magnificent Egglestons.
Book publishing in 18th century England was like selling turnips. It was a constant scramble.
Brisbane Crowe, The Life and Times of a Hack.
BTI: (small upper-case letters preferred) an abbreviation for the era before the internet.
Clive Morrow, A Crustacean’s Dictionary.
Tomorrow never comes.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Wow is the word that Edmund selected. “Wow” is the statement that Edmund made.
James Finial, The Misadventures of Caroline.
We had spent the morning flipping through hundreds of postcards. At a place called Rocky’s Antiques. It was basically a junk shop, and the cards and old loose black-and-white photos were stacked into dozens of shoe boxes—each item standing on edge and facing the customer. Like a ragged index system. I came upon an entity that was both postcard and photographic print. An RPPC. It was from the 1920s and presented a portrait of Charlie Poole, staring right out at me, with his banjo upright and resting on a knee. I turned to my buddy Michael and I said: “This is treasure upon the earth.”
Anselm Bligh, A Collection of Miniatures.